The Greatest Present..

























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.
Never the less, 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 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's 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 begged for her forgiveness.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time
later and it is told that the man kept that gold box by
his bed for many 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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