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This month's blog tip challenge is to write about something I received (or gave) that was special and why. As soon as I opened my gift, I knew I HAD to blog about it. That was even before I knew about the challenge. I took the little squishy package home that my friend had snuck into my car when I wasn't looking - along with some other much bigger packages for my children. I'm usually pretty good about not shaking, feeling.... trying to figure out what treasure lies beyond the paper. But... not this time. I read the little note written on a folded scrap of wrapping paper, "Joanie (she spelled my name wrong), This was a reminder of when we were little and you always had this. We'll I'm not jealous anymore. I love you. Jen. " I knew immediately that it had something to do with Hello Kitty. At that point, I waited "patiently" a couple more days. Jen called. She's just as much of a kid as I am - much to my child hearted relief! "You have to open it NOW! I gotta "see" your reaction!" So... I did. And sure enough, it was a little stuffed Hello Kitty doll. A cheap gift one might think. Not to me. My growing up years were pretty rough. I had very little in my life: little family little money and little love. But.... when I was a teen, the little kids loved me for some reason. I loved them, too, and they knew it. Jenny was a little kid back then. Until Jenny moved to another town, she used to come over to my place once in a while and go through and admire my things. I had no idea she coveted the little Hello Kitty set I had. I don't even remember what all was included in the set. Had I known, I would have given it to her. That's just how I was. I would give anything I had to someone if they would just be my friend. During those years that Jenny would come over and even beyond, I had some very stormy times in my life that I didn't understand. There was a lot of memories I had swept under the rug or simply walked away from never intending to remember them again. Until now. As I hold this... Hello Kitty in my hand, I remember. It's been an emotional battle the past few weeks. I don't want to remember. But somehow I feel that my Lord WANTS me to remember. He wants me to see where He's brought me from and where I am today. He gave me something that neither money nor family nor anything earthly can buy. He gave me His grace to love even the hardest crusted hearts that cover and hide the broken, torn and loneliness inside. He gave me the ability to forgive even the mean girl at school named... would you believe? ....Kitty..... who picked on me mercilessly daily. And although I don't fully understand some of the things I went through, I can see what the Lord has done in my life and oh, how I thank Him for it! Could I have possibly been able to appreciate the love and friendship of those that are in my life today, had I not gone through those... Hello Kitty days? I don't think so. So... as I fold the little handwritten note Jenny wrote on a scrap peice of wrapping paper and tuck it under the Hello Kitty dress, I thank my Lord and Savior for all the battles and by faith believe that as the memories continue to come, I find peace and joy in the love of Jesus.
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