THE NECKLACE

Sun, 03 May 2009 23:29:43 +0100

The Necklace

cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her

mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls

in a pink foil box.'Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please,

Mommy, please?'Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil

box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's

upturned face.'A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really

want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save

enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you

might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma.'As soon as Jenny got

home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she

did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs.

McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did

give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the

necklace.Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and

grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed.

The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath.

Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.Jenny had a

very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop

whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he

finished the story, he asked Jenny, 'Do you love me?''Oh yes, daddy.

You know that I love you.''Then give me your pearls.''Oh,daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my

collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me.

She's my very favorite.''That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good

night..' And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.About a week later, after

the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, 'Do you love me?''Daddy, you

know I love you.''Then give me your pearls.''Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for

my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches

her sleeper.''That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one..

Daddy loves you.'And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle

kiss.A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on

her bed with her legs crossed Indian style.As he came close, he noticed

her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.'What is

it, Jenny? What's the matter?'Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her

little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl

necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, 'Here, daddy; this is for

you.'With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out

with one hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he

reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of

genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.He had them all the time. He was

just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the

genuine treasure. So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to

give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful

treasures.God will never take away something without giving you something better in its

place..You can do two things with this story:A. Pass it on and let others be touched

by its message;B. Throw it away and not let it touch your

heart.The greatest gifts happen when you share love and touch

others (Thanks to Deaconess Marlene Moseley-Young for this contribution).

Return O house of Israel

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 14:35:27 +0100

God is presently isseing a summons to all people to return unto just as you are. There is no worry on your part, he has promised that he will rebuild you as you ought to be,he will fill you as you ought to be and he will gladly take care of you as promised in his word. So why the delay make haste before it is too late. Jahovah bless you as you turn to him.