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The story goes that some time ago, a man punished
his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper.
Money was tight. He became infuriated when the child tried to
decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Never the less, 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 the box was empty. He
yelled at her, "Don't you know when you give someone a present,
there's supposed to be something inside 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 for her forgiveness. It is told
that the man kept that gold box by his bed for years and 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 have been
given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses
from our children, friends, family or God.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold. |