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The Doll and the Rose
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A story of love that will touch your heart and bring a tear to your eye.
I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him:
The old lady replied:
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly.
His eyes were so sad while saying this.
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said:
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy.
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said:
Then he looked at me and added
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Would you like to know Jesus and have the peace and comfort that only he can give?
If so, why don't you pray this prayer and invite Jesus into your life:
If you sincerely expressed that prayer to God, you can know that you have a personal relationship with Him. He will be your comfort in these troubled times. God promises us "peace that passes understanding" in other words peace in a world that doesn't make sense. You can know peace and hope even when your world is in turmoil. God does not change. Ever.