I ran into a stranger as he passed by,"Oh excuse me please' was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me to; I wasn't waching for you."
We were very polite this strange and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My daughter stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked her down."Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
She walked away, her little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse".
"Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll see some flowers there
by the door...those are the flowers she picked for you. She
picked them herself; pink, yellow and blue."
"She stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never
saw the tears that filled her little eyes"
By this time, I felt very small and now my tears
began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by her bed; "wake up little one,
wake up", I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
She smiled and said, "I found 'em out by the tree. I picked 'em
because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em
especially the blue."
I said "Honey, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't
have yelled at you that way."
She said "Oh, Mom, that's okay I love you anyway".
I said "Honey, I love you too, and I do love the flowers, especially the blue".
FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that
we work for could easily replace us in a matter of days?
But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, if we pour ourselves more into work
than into our own family, it would be unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?
So what is behind the story?
Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ather (A)nd (M)other (I) (L)ove (Y)ou
2 comments:
I like! A lot of it involves being an intentional parent- having a reason for every interaction- even if it is simply to enjoy. We have all had those blown moments. I pick myself up, and start again :)
There is a song by Kyle Matthews called We Fall Down, We get Up...
We fall down, we get up
A saint is just sinner who falls down and gets up.
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