A Little Girl's Journey To Jesus-[A gift for Fay] 2

This was more than what she anticipated. She could feel it. She knew it. Deep inside her Fay knew something different was happening in her life and the lives of those around her. "Something great is coming. I can feel it!" She began to feel ashamed of herself because she thought she was becoming selfish, began to pray," Dear God, am I just being selfish? I am sorry. Maybe the reason that we're not going to have a good Christmas is because I really haven't been a good girl all year. I didn't do my homework on time. Mom yelled at me for not doing the dishes right away. I really didn't do well in school overall. My grades are awful and I don't even know whether I am going to pass this year. I goofed off God, I just simply goofed off! Wow! I don't even deserve anything for Christmas. I have been terrible! But, why do I sense change? Why do I believe greater things will happen this year? Why? Today is Christmas Eve and there are no signs of your blessing, Lord. Nothing but barrenness. There is no Christmas Turkey or Ham or Duck. No trimmings. No decorations. No tree. Nothing at all. But why do I sense something is about to happen in my life and everyone else's that'll bring some kind of change. God, I ask you to bless some other family with what you have blessed us with these so many years. Feed some hungry family this year and give those precious gifts to the children who never had a doll or any other toy. Bless some child with clothes that they never had. Heal the sick God and see their parents needs. Give some family shelter that do not be in the cold this year and bless the babies. Forgive me of my selfishness. I am sorry. Oh, God! I feel something in the atmosphere. Whar is about to happen that will change my life forever? What?! Suddenly, there was a strange knock at the back door [in witer we always use the rear entrance when entering in the house to keep the carpet from becoming soiled with snow and salt]. She heard her mom talking with someone. Then they left out. Later, as Fay had finished her prayer, and was falling asleep, came another strange knock on the back door. This time she hear her mother call for her. "Fay! Fay! Come here quick, there someone who wants to see you." Fay sat upon her bed in shock. "What?! For me? Who could that be? While she wondered who this was coming to see her so late at night, she hurried out of her room and entered the dining area where stood a friend of the family holding a huge white, box. It had been through the storm. It was torn, and beaten down, and dirtied so badly the friend of the family just stood there crying, humiliated that he could not have had the gift for Fay wrapped up. "It was the last gift in the store. No body wanted it. They just shoved it around until it was messed up. I wanted to at least wrap it because I know how much this means to you Fay. She looked up at the man and said, don't be sad. It's okay. You have given me the greates gift of all. You have given me the Son of God." The front cover of that old tattered and dirty white box, was the face of Jesus Christ. "I didn't know Jesus was black!" Excalimed Fay. Thank you a million times, thank you. Because you see, it's not the gift of the box you see, It is the fact that now I know why God gave me His only begotten Son. It is now that I understand what He went through for me, to save my soul. He was beaten, torn and pushed around and rejected for me." And for that sir, I say thanks. And Fay walked up to the family friend and kissed him on the cheek and recieved her gift with a new found joy. She couldn't open it until the next morning cause momma said so. But, as soon as the day broke, Fay was all into that old torn and tattered dirty white box and found everything she loved to do. She loved painting, reading, coloring, drawing etc. and it was all about Jesus the Christ and His disciples. She read the tracts and one in particular grabbed her attention and it was the one which led Fay to give her heart to Jesus. The title of that gift was "Go, Tell it on the Mountain". And little Fay became Evangelist Fay as she began her Journey with Jesus going to tell it on the mountain, over the hills and everywhere, that Jesus Christ was born. A little girl's journey to Jesus.

Views: 20

Comment

You need to be a member of Black Preaching Network to add comments!

Join Black Preaching Network

© 2024   Created by Raliegh Jones Jr..   Powered by

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Terms of Service