'Owed to Joy'
Today, a story by Ted A. Thompson shows us the true meaning of Christmas.
He writes: The year our youngest daughter, Shelly, was four, she received a Christmas present of a giant bubble-maker, a simple device of plastic and cloth, the inventor promised would create huge billowing bubbles, large enough to swallow a wide-eyed four year-old.
Both Shelly and I were excited about trying it out but it was after dark so we would have to wait until the next day.
Later that night I read the instruction booklet which stated that Joy dishwashing detergent would create the best giant bubbles. I would have to buy some.
The next monring, I was awakened very early by small stirrings in the house. Shelly was up. I arose and made my way towards the kitchen to start the coffee. In the hallway, I met my daughter, already wide awake, the bubble-maker clutched in her chubby little hand, the magic of Christmas morning embraced in her four year-old heart.
Her eyes were shining with excitement and she asked, "Daddy, can we make bubbles now?"
I sighed heavily and rubbed my eyes. "Shelly," I said, my voice almost pleading and perhaps a little annoyed, "it's too early. I haven't even had my coffee yet."
Her smile fell away. Immediately, I felt a father's remorse for bursting her bright Christmas bubble with what I suddenly realized was my own selfish problem and my heart broke a little.
But I was a grown-up. I could fix this. In a flash of adult inspiration, I unshouldered the responsibility. Recalling the inventor's recommendation of a particular brand of bubble-making detergent --- which I knew we did not have in the house --- I laid the blame squarely on him, pointing out gently, "Besides, you have to have Joy."
"Oh, Daddy," she promised, with all the honesty and enthusiasm and Christmas excitement she could possibly communicate, "Oh, Daddy, I do."
I broke records getting to the store and in no time at all we were out on the front lawn creating gigantic, billowing, gossamer orbs --- each one filled with Joy and sent forth shimmering into the Christmas sun.
Written by Ted A. Thompson
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
祝大家圣诞快乐哦！也要记住，真正的快乐是因为身边的家人朋友的相伴而不是礼物的价值哦！
加油~！
^_^g
He writes: The year our youngest daughter, Shelly, was four, she received a Christmas present of a giant bubble-maker, a simple device of plastic and cloth, the inventor promised would create huge billowing bubbles, large enough to swallow a wide-eyed four year-old.
Both Shelly and I were excited about trying it out but it was after dark so we would have to wait until the next day.
Later that night I read the instruction booklet which stated that Joy dishwashing detergent would create the best giant bubbles. I would have to buy some.
The next monring, I was awakened very early by small stirrings in the house. Shelly was up. I arose and made my way towards the kitchen to start the coffee. In the hallway, I met my daughter, already wide awake, the bubble-maker clutched in her chubby little hand, the magic of Christmas morning embraced in her four year-old heart.
Her eyes were shining with excitement and she asked, "Daddy, can we make bubbles now?"
I sighed heavily and rubbed my eyes. "Shelly," I said, my voice almost pleading and perhaps a little annoyed, "it's too early. I haven't even had my coffee yet."
Her smile fell away. Immediately, I felt a father's remorse for bursting her bright Christmas bubble with what I suddenly realized was my own selfish problem and my heart broke a little.
But I was a grown-up. I could fix this. In a flash of adult inspiration, I unshouldered the responsibility. Recalling the inventor's recommendation of a particular brand of bubble-making detergent --- which I knew we did not have in the house --- I laid the blame squarely on him, pointing out gently, "Besides, you have to have Joy."
"Oh, Daddy," she promised, with all the honesty and enthusiasm and Christmas excitement she could possibly communicate, "Oh, Daddy, I do."
I broke records getting to the store and in no time at all we were out on the front lawn creating gigantic, billowing, gossamer orbs --- each one filled with Joy and sent forth shimmering into the Christmas sun.
Written by Ted A. Thompson
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
祝大家圣诞快乐哦！也要记住，真正的快乐是因为身边的家人朋友的相伴而不是礼物的价值哦！
加油~！
^_^g
No comments:
Post a Comment