Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Harsh Words

I am back with the email forwards for a couple of days because I have absolutely nothing else to post. I really liked the comments I got on my last post about abortion. I wonder if abortion will ever be illegal. I really hope so. I have another email forward I got off of this Christian email forward website called "Harsh Words." You'll understand the title better after you read this one. Here it is:

I ran into a stranger as he passed by. "Oh excuse me please" was my reply. He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you." We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told, how we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, my son stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said, "While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the children you love, you seem to abuse. Go look on the kitchen floor, you'll find some flowers there by the door."

"Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself; pink yellow and blue.He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, and you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, and now my tears began to fall. I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled,

"I found 'em out by the tree." "I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway.

I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

What did you all think of that email forward above? I really liked it. I thought it was sweet and touching. By the way, to those people who have not read Bryan Davis' books. You have got to read them! They are awesome! Last Sunday was busy for me because my church had a spaghetti supper, and our Youth Group had to clean dishes and serve food. It was a fundraiser to send some teens to church camp in June. I cannot wait until I don't know how much the fundraiser made, but I will know tomorrow night. Thanks for reading and please comment!

God bless you!

Sapphira Adi

5 comments:

~Just*Flinn~ said...

Very good and very true. I have...shall we say...a hot head sometimes *blushes*, and it's hard to keep the words that are floating in my head from pouring out all at once. But words can hurt a person worse than a physical wound.

Zoe said...

That is very true.
It is a cute story too. I liked the way it rhymed.

Jamin said...

It's amazing how our lingo changes when we're at home. Good story.

Camden said...

What?!?!? A spaghetti dinner fundraser?!?!? My Youth Group is doing the exact same thing in a week for OUR missions trip in July! Funny how things work out like that...

~Elliot

On the forward, I liked how God was portrayed almost as Dr. Suess

Deb said...

Interesting forward. I'd never read that one before. I loved the rhyme to it. :)

Debbie