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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 or God. There is no more
precious possession anyone could hold. |
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