I hurried into a local department store to grab some last minute Christmas gifts. I looked at all of the people in the store and grumbled to myself. I would be in here forever, and I just had so much to do. Chirstmas was beginning to be such a drag. I kinda just wished that I could just sleep right through Christmas. I hurried the best that I could through all of the people, back to the toy department. Once again grumbled to myself over the prices.
I found myself in the doll aisle. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy about the age of 5 holding a lovely doll. He kept touching her hair and held her so gently. I could not seem to help myself.I kept looking over at the little boy and wondered who the little doll was for. I watched him turn to a woman and called his aunt by name and said" Are you sure that I don't have enough money"? She replied a bit impatiently "You know that you don't have enough money for that" . The aunt told the little boy not to go any where that she had to go get some other things and would be back in a few minutes. Then she left the aisle.
The boy continued to hold the doll. After a bit I asked the boy whom the doll was for. It is the doll that my sister wanted so badly for Christmas. She just knew that Santa would bring it. I told him " maybe Santa will bring it". He said " No, Santa can't go where my sister is. I have to give the doll to my Momma to give to her." I asked him where his sister was. He looked at me with the saddest eyes and said" She has gone to be with Jesus". Daddy says that Momma has to go be with her. My heart nearly stopped beating.
Then the boy looked at me again and said, " I told daddy to tell Momma not to go yet. I told him to tell her to wait til I got back from the store". Then he asked me if I wanted to see his picture. I told him that I would love to. He pulled out some pictures he had taken at the front of the store. He said" I want my Momma to take these so that she don't ever forget me". I love my Momma so much and I wished that she didn't have to leave me! Daddy said that she will need to be with my sister. The little boy had lowered his head and had become very quiet.
While he was not looking I reached into my purse and pulled out a handfull of bills. I asked the boy" shall we count the money one more time"? He grew excited and said "YES, I just know that it has to be enough"! I slipped my money in with his and we began to count it. There was plenty for the doll. He softly said" Thank you Jesus for giving me enough money". The boy said" I just asked Jesus to give me enough money to buy this doll for my momma to take to my sister, he heard my prayer". I wanted to ask him for enough money to buy Momma a white rose but I didn't ask him. He gave me enough money to buy the doll and a white rose for my momma. She loves white roses so very very much! In the next few minutes his aunt came back and I wheeled my cart away.
I couldnt help but to think about the little boy as I finished my shopping. I was in a different spirit then when I first entered the store. I kept remembering a story that I had read 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 that little boy didn't belong to that story.
Now two days later I read in the paper where the family had disconnected life support and the young woman had died. I couldn't stop thinking about the little boy and wondering if the two were some how connected. Later that day I couldn't help myself, so I went out and I bought some white roses and took them to the funeral home where the young woman was.
There she was holding a lovely white rose, the beautiful doll and the pictures of the little boy in the store.
I left there in tears. My life has forever been changed. The love that the little boy had for his momma and little sister was overwhelming! In a split second a drunk driver had ripped the life of the little boy to pieces
Author Unknown!
I hope that you will read this story and keep it in mind this holiday season and not drink and drive. DONT RIP SOMEONES LIFE TO PIECES ! |
