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The Doll and the Rose
I was walking around in a store. I saw a
cashier hand this little boy his money back saying
"I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him:
''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't
have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes
while she went to look around. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who
the doll was for"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to Give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told
daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her
to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where
he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy
to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to
leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the
boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?''
"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
"Look God gave me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked yesterday
before I slept for God to make sure I have enough
money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it
to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and
I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different
state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother
was left in a critical state. The family had to
decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting
machine, because the young lady would not
be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little
boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady
had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of
white roses and I went to the funeral home where
the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful
white rose in her hand with the photo of the
little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my
life had been changed forever. The love that this little
boy had for his mother and his sister is still,
to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction
of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:
"With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control, mud slides,
flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to
another, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks, "Are we..sure
this is a good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?"
For those that prefer to think that God is not watching over
us....go ahead and delete this.
For the rest of us.....pass this on.
God gives us the ingredients, but He doesn't give us the recipe.