It was just a box of crayons. A few weeks ago, C, a girl just a couple years younger than me told me how H, her four year old daughter loves to colour. She loves to colour so much that she has warn her crayons out. All she had left was a few stubs. I knew that they didn't have the money to buy new crayons because she recently told me they have been skipping meals because they don't have enough money. The next week when I saw C, I said to her "remeber how you told me last week how H loves to colour?" She said, "ya, and H she told me again this week that she really wants to colour but she doesn't have any crayons left." I told her I have a surprise for her and I pulled out of my bag a box of 24 Crayola crayons. She was speechless. Tears trickled down her cheeks. "Really? Thank you so much!" That was all she could say. To me, it was just a box of crayons. To her and her daughter is was more than that. It was something that made their whole life colourful.All gifts come from our loving Heavenly Father. Thank you Lord for this box of crayons!!
4 comments:
oh sarah, i love to see your heart. I hope to get to know more of this beautiful heart of yours while I'm here.
ps - the bean game is calling Ate Pen... :)
How sobering to hear things like this! I'm sure that will be a memory forever in your heart and mind. Thanks for sharing it!
That was me... Erika above :) LOL. I've never blogged before, so I didn't know how to post it except to be anonymous :)
Hello! I like your blog... it is neat. and very pleasing to the eyes. my blog is busted. reasons that I dont post for days... plus I am busy.... hahahaha.
Keep on blogging thouhg.
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