Jessie entered her friend Lucy’s house saying to her, “Is Mrs. Martha the servant of the girls meeting here?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Her Mercedes is outside the door.”
“Maybe she’s buying something.”
“Does this millionaire buy from modest stores like us?”
While the two were talking there was a knock on the door. Lucy opened the door and found Martha’s chauffeur standing at the door. He presented to her a beautiful box saying, “Mrs. Martha sent you this box. She asks about you.”
Lucy thanked him and asked him to enter. He excused himself saying that Mrs. Martha was waiting for him because he was going to take her somewhere.
Lucy asked him to thank Mrs. Martha and said to him, “Tell her that I’m going to the girls meeting tomorrow and I’ll thank her myself.”
Lucy called her mother and her siblings happily saying, “Look, Martha is interested in me. She sent me this gift.”
Her mother asked, “And what is the occasion for this gift?”
She answered saying, “She’s full of love; that’s why she gave me this gift.”
When she opened the box, she was astonished. She found dried up flowers with withered leaves.
“What’s this?” Jessie asked angrily.
Her mother said, “Don’t be upset Lucy. Maybe she meant to put something different, something better, than the dead flowers.”
Jessie commented, “I know Martha. She’s a sensitive and generous person; she wouldn’t do that.”
She paused then continued, “Maybe it’s the chauffeur’s fault. He might have been given the gift a week ago and neglected to bring it then.”
The mother answered, “Tomorrow is the girls’ meeting go and thank her. Then, ask her why she sent this gift.”
The following day, Lucy went to the meeting. There she met Martha and started a long conversation with her,
“Thank you for caring about me and sending me this gift.”
“You’re welcome. It’s a very simple gift.”
“I received your gift. Did you send it yesterday?”
“Why do you ask? I sent you this gift yesterday. You look a little astonished.”
“Yes, because you sent me flowers that were completely withered.”
“I know that they’re withered. One day as I was walking in the garden, I admired some beautiful flowers and I picked them for myself. I put them in a vase and I put it on the table so I would enjoy their beauty and their nice smell. Later on when the flowers withered away, I thought of getting rid of them. Then I thought of sending you these flowers, as my friend, instead of throwing them away.”
“Do you consider me a friend when you give me withered flowers that deserve to be thrown away? Is that because I’m poor that you insult me by sending these dried up flowers?”
“Don’t feel insulted my friend. This is to express my love to you.”
“Is this gift an expression of love or is it an insult to me?”
“Do you think this is an insult?”
“Yes, I won’t attend this meeting and I won’t talk with you anymore.”
Martha smiled and patted Lucy on her back kindly saying, “Don’t be upset Lucy.”
“How can I not be upset? Do you think I’ve no feelings or pride?”
“Lucy! I love you. I know that you are a sensitive person, but I wanted to reveal to you something about your life.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don‘t you spend most of your time at school and with your friends; then when you go home, you only relax and watch T.*; then at the end of the day when you are very tired, you remember to give God the remains of your time; you then spend minutes for prayer and reading the Bible? In this way, you insult God as if he doesn‘t deserve anything but the remains of your time. This is the gift that you give to God everyday. Unfortunately, you don’t realize that God loves you and He’s proud of you as His daughter, or that He asks you to be His heavenly bride.”
“What should I do now?”
“Remember that the Father presented to you His First Born Son as a sacrifice for you. Don‘t you then want to spare your best time to God? The Divine word Himself
“Emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found
In human form he humbled himself and became obedient unto death, even death on a cross” (Phil. 2.7-8).
You offered me O Master Yourself as a gift,
So what should I offer You?
You asked that I own You so that You can own me.
Yet in my stupidity I offer You the remains of my life.
I am too selfish to give You the better part of my time and my talents.
You offered me Your heavens a home for me.
You made Your heavenly creatures friends for me.
So prepare me for Your dwelling in me.
Construct Your heavenly creation inside me.
You loved me first.
Give me that I may love You above all.
Give me to surrender to You my heart, my thought and my feelings.
Two Kids Consecrating Fasting
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