Monday, February 10, 2014
BUTTERFLY KISSES
BUTTERFLY KISSES
We often learn the most from our children. Some time ago, a friend of mine
punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper.
Money was tight, and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a
box to put under the tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next
morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." He was embarrassed by his
earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found that the box
was empty.
He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a present,
there's supposed to be something inside of it?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh,
Daddy it's not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he
begged her forgiveness. My friend told me that he kept that gold box by his
bed for years. Whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary
kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us as parents has been given a gold container
filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
-- Author Unknown
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-- We often learn the most from our children. Some time ago, a friend of mine
punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper.
Money was tight, and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a
box to put under the tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next
morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." He was embarrassed by his
earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found that the box
was empty.
He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a present,
there's supposed to be something inside of it?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh,
Daddy it's not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he
begged her forgiveness. My friend told me that he kept that gold box by his
bed for years. Whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary
kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us as parents has been given a gold container
filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
-- Author Unknown
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Visit our website at: http://www.emailministry.org
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