Just want to share this story...
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 and said, ''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
he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted
so much for 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 store."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he
was laughing. He then told me "I want my mommy to take
my picture with her so she won't ever 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?''
"Okay," 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.
The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me
enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday
before I slept for God to make sure that I have enough
money to buy this doll so that my 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 shopping-basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from
when I had started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I suddenly remembered a local newspaper article two 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-support 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 there for people to view and
make last wishes before the 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 this all away from him.
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails" ( 1corinthians 13)
