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> >>The Box
The story goes that some time ago a man punished his
> >>>>5-year-old
> >>>daughter
> >>>> > for
wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was
tight and he became even more upset when the child pasted
the gold
paper
so
as to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her
> >>>>father the
> >>>>next
> >>>> > > morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
> >>>> > > The father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but
his anger
flared again when he found the box was empty. He spoke to
her in a
harsh manner, "Don't you know, young lady, when you give
someone a
present there's supposed to be something inside the
package?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and
> >>>>said,
> >>>> > > "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it until it
> >>>>was full."
> >>>> > > The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his
> >>>>arms
around His little girl, and he begged her to forgive him for
> >>>>his
> >>>> > > unnecessary anger.
> >>>> > >
> >>>> > > An accident took the life of the child only a short time
> >>>>later and
> >>>> > > it is told that the father kept that gold box by his bed for
> >>>>all the
> >>>> > > years of his life. And whenever he was discouraged or faced
> >>>>difficult
> >>>> > > problems he would open the box and take out an imaginary
> >>>>kiss and
> >>>>remember
> >>>> > > the love of the child who had put it there.
> >>>> > >
> >>>> > > In a very real sense, each of us as human beings have been
> >>>>given a
> >>>>golden
> >>>> > > box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our
> >>>>children,
> >>>family,
> >>>> > > friends and God. There is no more precious possession . |
