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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