F A M I L Y
I ran into a stranger as he passed by, “Oh excuse me please” was my reply. He said, “Please excuse me too;I wasn’t watching for you.” We went on our way and we said goodbye. We were very polite, this stranger and I..But a t home a different story is told. How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. “Move out of the way,” I said with a frown. I didn’t realize how harshly I’d spoken. He walked away, his little heart broken.
While I lay awake in bed, I heard a voice.God’s still small voice came to me and said,
You’ll find some flowers there by the door. “While dealing with a stranger,common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse.Go and look o n the kitchen floor,Those are the flowers he brought for you.He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.” ” For moments I was shocked. I went to the kitchen And now my tears began to fall. In the morning I went to his room “Wake up, little one, wake up,” I said.
and he stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, By this time, I felt very small,I quietly went and knelt by his bed; I moved with him to the kitchen and said “Are these the flowers you picked for me?” I picked ’em because they’re pretty like you. I said, “Son, I’m very sorry for the way I acted today; I said, “Son, I love you . He smiled, “I found ’em, out by the tree.
I knew you’d like ’em, especially the blue.” I said “I shouldn’t have yelled at you that way.” He said, “Oh, Dad, that’s okay.
I love you anyway.”
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives. into work than into our own family,an unwise investment indeed, don’t you think?
So what is behind the story?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU