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  • THE PEARLS

    3 posts, 3 voices, 299 views, started Jan 29, 2009

    Posted on Thursday, January 29, 2009 by Denise Richardson

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      THE PEARLS  

      The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five.
      Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of
      glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.  

      ‘Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?’  

      Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then
      looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl’s upturned
      face  

      ‘A dollar ninety-five. That’s almost $2.00. If you really want them,
      I’ll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save
      enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday’s only a week away
      and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma.’  

      As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17
      pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she
      went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions
      for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar
      bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.  

      Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She
      wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only
      time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath
      Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.  

      Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for
      bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a
      story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, ‘Do you love
      me?’  

      ‘Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you.’  

      ‘Then give me your pearls.’ ‘Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have
      Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink
      tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She’s my very favorite.’  

      ‘That’s okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night.’ And he brushed her
      cheek with a kiss.  

      About a week later, after the story time, Jenny’s daddy asked again, ‘Do
      you love me?’  

      ‘Daddy, you know I love you.’  

      ‘Then give me your pearls.’ ‘Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have
      my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful
      and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper.’  

      ‘That’s okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you.’  

      And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss. A few nights
      later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs
      crossed Indian style.  

      As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear
      rolled down her cheek. ‘What is it, Jenny? What’s the matter?’  

      Jenny didn’t say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy.
      And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a
      little quiver, she finally said, ‘Here, daddy; this is for you.’  

      With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny’s daddy reached out with one
      hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached
      into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of
      genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.  

      He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the
      dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure. So it is,
      with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap
      things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.  

      God will never take away something without giving you something better in its place. The greatest gifts happen when you share love and touch others.



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