|
It was Thanksgiving Day and the meal, I said I wouldn�t do again, was finished. My legs were tired, but my heart was full. Things were still not the way I wished, but there were loved ones around me and, at least, one little one. She was delightful this day!
I saved the brown sugar for her to dump in the yams and the bananas for her to cut with a case knife for the orange salad. How she loved to help! It was a very emotional thing for her. She was (of her own admission) "full of vinegar!"
Having made a small 'dump' cobbler with apples, she was enchanted. I wasn�t sure she would love to eat it that much. So, I helped her get a spoonful for the first helping.
She took off, at full speed, to show her mother and dad. But, in a flash she was back; this time, in tears.
�What�s the matter, honey?� More tears ... another question ... then ...
�See for yourself!� and she ran into the other room.
I suspected the spill. The bowl was still upside down, over it. Picking up the bowl, I gathered the juicy apples and quickly grabbed a small towel, and threw it over the spot. In the cupboard, I retrieved a clean dish and scooped up a fresh spoonful of the cobbler.
I found her crouched, by the clothes hamper, crying.
�Look, honey (showing her the new bowl). Why are you crying? You didn�t spill that much ... and there�s more!�
�You told my Daddy!�
�No ... I didn�t. You didn�t mean to, did you?�
�You told my Mommy!�
�No, I didn�t.�
�You told Grandpa!�
�No, honey, I didn�t tell them. No one knows but you and me.�
She looked at me in disbelief. With big blue, teary, eyes shining, and a smile began to grow.
�Don�t you know, love covers? Love covers all our flaws and hides our faults. Grandma loves you. Why would I want to spoil anything, especially today? See, honey, that�s what Jesus does for us. He covers us with His red blood, like a shield, and, believe it or not, we look white and pure, and perfect!�
She gave me a hug, a penetrating look, and took off with the fresh bowl; turning, just once, to smile as she rounded the corner.
I prayed she would remember, when she is 70, that Love Covers.
|
