Sadly, the guesthouse we stayed at
in France didn't reply to our email about lost Lamby. He'll have a good
life in beautiful Nice but we'll miss him.
Thankfully
Sebby wasn't too phased by the loss of Lamby & quickly became
attached to Giraffe. The thing that makes me smile when I get whacked
with Giraffe in the mornings is the reminder of just how much God
notices and takes care of us. Only God would have known that Lamby
would be lost a few days later and
that we would be in need of a new "best friend" for Sebby.
The
Giraffe was "randomly" given to Sebby by a little girl on the
playground in France. I was really struck by the whole scene. A little
girl of about 6 was going around the park offering her old dolls and
teddy bears to the younger kids to take home. What a generous sacrifice,
yet no parent was allowing their children to accept the gift that the
little girl was offering. I thought it was a very kind gesture as well
as an important lesson in generosity for the little girl so I gladly
allowed Sebby to choose Giraffe from among the stack of loved teddies
she held out.
It
made me a bit sad that other parents were so closed to receiving the
gift. Parents not allowing their children to
accept a gift from another child on a playground reminds me of how so
many people have that same attitude towards the Gift of eternal life
that God so generously offers us. People are either too proud or too
sceptical (or too whatever) to accept the gift and their choice also
affects those around them, especially their children. The Gospel message
is like that, to some people, it's weird, to others, it's too good to
be true to others, it makes them feel weak because they would rather "do
it on their own". When we overcome all of these barriers to accept the
gift, we discover that we are in for an even better gift than we could
have imagined.
Thinking back, I'm so glad I let Sebby take the Giraffe. Sebby has already "loved" Giraffe so
much that one of his legs is becoming detached. Need to sew it back on
before it comes off completely!
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