Thursday, April 28, 2016

THE EYES OF LOVE

THE EYES OF LOVE

A grandmother and a little girl whose face was sprinkled with bright red freckles spent the day at the zoo.  The children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.

“You've got so many freckles, there's no place to paint!”  one boy in the line teased.

Embarrassed, the little girl dropped her head and frowned.  Her grandmother immediately knelt down next to her.  “I love your freckles,” she said ever so lovingly.

“Not me,” the little girl replied with genuine self-disappointment.

“Well, when I was a little girl I always wanted freckles,” grandma said, tracing her finger gently over the child’s cheeks.  “Freckles are simply beautiful!”

The girl looked up.  “Really?” she wondered hopefully.

“Of course!” said the grandmother.  “Why, just name me one thing that’s prettier than freckles.”

The little girl peered for a moment into her old grandmother’s smiling face.  “Wrinkles,” she answered softly.

Moral of the story: Love begets love.

Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!

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