A few days ago I was in my local Goodwill store waiting to check out at the register. On a shelf nearby were a variety of knick knacks. I won't tell a lie. I like knick knacks. As I was looking a little colorful cross caught my attention. Upon closer inspection I could see it had a little heart in the middle. When I turned it over, it said "Mary Grace 2007". It had probably been painted in vacation bible school or at a religious school.
I was saddened to see it there. It belonged with a momma or a grandma. I knew I would be taking it home.
With my latest round of neighborhood power outages I've found myself eating dinner at my little kitchen table instead of at the computer. I had laid the little cross on my table. Across the kitchen from the dining area I can see a picture I cherish with my whole heart. It was drawn by my son Will when he was in early elementary school. At that time I was teaching school and I had it laminated. I count it as one of my prized possessions. I would give you my diamonds before I would give you my picture.
If I could find Mary Grace I would tell her that her cross is safe with me. I'm sure she didn't think anything about donating it. She's probably a teenager now. Who wants that old art project stuff from when you are young? Certainly not a teenager.
I'm sad the cross ended up at Goodwill but happy I can now enjoy it with my little hand drawn picture from Will. I hope Mary Grace will always be safe and her momma never says, "I wish I had something to remember from Mary Grace." We don't know where our children's paths will take them. I'm thankful I have something from Will. God Bless You Mary Grace.
I was saddened to see it there. It belonged with a momma or a grandma. I knew I would be taking it home.
With my latest round of neighborhood power outages I've found myself eating dinner at my little kitchen table instead of at the computer. I had laid the little cross on my table. Across the kitchen from the dining area I can see a picture I cherish with my whole heart. It was drawn by my son Will when he was in early elementary school. At that time I was teaching school and I had it laminated. I count it as one of my prized possessions. I would give you my diamonds before I would give you my picture.
If I could find Mary Grace I would tell her that her cross is safe with me. I'm sure she didn't think anything about donating it. She's probably a teenager now. Who wants that old art project stuff from when you are young? Certainly not a teenager.
I'm sad the cross ended up at Goodwill but happy I can now enjoy it with my little hand drawn picture from Will. I hope Mary Grace will always be safe and her momma never says, "I wish I had something to remember from Mary Grace." We don't know where our children's paths will take them. I'm thankful I have something from Will. God Bless You Mary Grace.
Yes, that's a statue of Jesus. Kitschy, I know.
I love you too Will.
Now that is a sweet story, and a wonderful parallel. Thank you for sharing Will's picture, and also the story of Mary Grace's cross.
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