The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper.
Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said,
“This is for you, Daddy.“
He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty.
He yelled at her, “Don’t you know that when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside it?”
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said,
“Oh, Daddy, it is not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy.”
The father was crushed.
He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
It is told that the man kept that gold box by his bed for years and whenever he was discouraged, he would 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 humans have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, friends, family and God.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
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A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on.
After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:
For cutting the grass: $5.00
For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00
For going to the store for you: $.50
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25
Taking out the garbage: $1.00
For getting a good report card: $5.00
For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00
Total owed: $14.75
Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind.
She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he’d written on, and this is what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
For all the nights that I’ve sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:
For all the trying times, and all the tears that you’ve caused through the years:
For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:
For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:
Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:
When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said,
“Mom, I sure do love you.” And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: “PAID IN FULL”.
You will never know how much your parents worth till you become a parent
Be a giver not an ask , especially with your parents. There is a lot to give, besides money.
If your mom is alive and close to you, give her a big kiss and ask her for forgiveness. If she is far away, call her. If she passed away, pray for her.