The Golden Gift
Some time ago, a friend of mine 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 tree.
Nevertheless, 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 that 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 of 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 forgiveness. My friend told me that he kept that old box by
his bed for years. 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 parents has been given a gold container
filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children. There is no
more precious possession anyone could hold.