ive been clinging to things for a long time. like the little girl that bought a set of fake pearls and loved them more than anything else. one night the girls father came to her and said, "do you love me?" the little girl said, "of course i love u daddy, u kno i do." "then give me your pearls." said her father. "o not my pearls daddy, anything but my pearls." this conversation was repeated several nights in a row. then one night when the father came in the little girl sat on her bed almost in tears. he asked her wat was wrong and she held out her hand and dropped her strand of fake pearls into his hand and said, "i love u daddy here are my pearls." the father reached into his pocket with tears in his eyes and brought out a strand of real genuine pearls and gave them to the little girl.
"No Daddy, not my Bits. Not my sweet dog, anything but her..."
"No Daddy, don't take my friend, not him please I need him now..."
"No Daddy, not my Roxy, she is all i have left. Don't take her from me..."
"If I can't have anything else at least leave me the comfort of food Daddy..."
i think God is teaching me to let go of my earthly comforts and rely on him. so he can give me my pearls...
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