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The Doll and a White Rose I hurried into the local department
store to grab some last minute Christmas gifts. I looked at all the people
and grumbled to myself. I wouldbe in here forever and I just had so much
to do. Christmas was beginning to become such a drag. I kinda wished that
I could just sleep through Christmas.But I hurried the best I could through
all the people to the toy department. Once again I kind of mumbled to myself
at the prices of all these toys. And wondered if the grandkids would even
play with them. I found myself in the doll aisle.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy about 5 holding a lovely
doll. He kept touching her hair and he held her so gently. I could not
seem to help myself. I just kept looking over at the little boy and wondered
who the doll was for. I watched him turn to a woman and he called his aunt
by name and said, "Are you sureI don't have enough money" The boy continued to hold the doll.
After a bit I ask the boy who the doll was for. He said, "it is the
doll my sister wanted so badly for Christmas. She just knew that Santa
would bring it." I told him that maybe Santa was going to bring it.
He said "No, Santa can't go where my sister is" "I have
to give the doll to my Momma to take to her". I ask him where his
sister was. He looked at me with the saddest eyes and said "She has
gone to be with Jesus. My Daddy says that Momma is going to have to go
be with her". My heart nearly stopped beating. Then the boy looked
at me again and said, "I told my Daddy to tell Momma not to go yet.
I told him to tell her to wait till I got back from the store" Then he ask me if I wanted to see
his picture. I told him I would love to. He pulled out some pictures he'd
had taken at the front of the store. He said "I want my Momma to take
this with her so she don't ever forget me. I love my Momma so very much
and I wish she did not have to leave me. But Daddy says she will need to
be with my sister." He grew excited and said , "Yes,
I just know it has to be enough"So I slipped my money in with his
and we began to count it. And of courseit was plenty for the doll. He softly
said, "Thank you Jesus for giving me enough money." Then the boy said I just asked Jesus
to give me enough money to buy this doll so Momma can take it with her
to give to my sister." "And he heard my prayer" "I wanted to ask him for enough
to buy my Momma a white rose, but I didn't ask him, but he gave me enough
to buy the doll and a rose for my Momma." "She loves white roses so very
very much" In a few minutes the aunt came back
and I wheeled my cart away. Icould not keep from thinking about the little
boy as I finished my shopping in a totally different spirit than when I
had started. And I kept remembering a story I had seen in the newspaper
several days earlier about a drunk driver hitting a car and killing a little
girl and the Mother was in serious condition. The family was deciding on whether
to remove the life support. Now surely this little boy did not belong with
that story. Two days later I read in the paper
where the family had disconnected the life support and the young woman
had died. I could not forget the little boy and just kept wondering if
the two were somehow connected. Later that day, I could not help myself
and I went out and bought some white roses and took them to the funeral
home where the young woman was. And there she was holding a lovely white
rose, the beautiful doll, and the picture of the little boy in the store.
I left there in tears, my life changed forever. The love that little boy
had for his little sister and his mother was over whelming. And in a split second a
drunk driver had ripped the life of that little boy to pieces.
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