F A M I L Y
I ran into a stranger as he passed by, 'Oh excuse me please' was my reply.
He said, 'Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you.' We were very
polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old .
Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. 'Move out of the way,' I said
with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how
harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,
'While dealing with a stranger, Common courtesy you
use,
But the family you love, you seem to abuse. Go and look on the kitchen
floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he
brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. He stood very
quietly not to spoil the surprise, You never saw the tears that filled his
little eyes.' By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to
fall. I quietly went and knelt by his bed; 'Wake up, little one, wake up,'
I said. 'Are these the flowers you picked for me?' He smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew
you'd like 'em, especially the blue.' I said, 'Son, I'm very sorry for the way
I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.' He said, 'Oh, Mom,
that's okay. I love you anyway.' I said, 'Son, I love you too, And I do like
the flowers, especially the blue.' FAMILY Are you aware that if we
died tomorrow, the company That we are working for could easily replace us
in A matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss For
the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
Into work than into our own family, An unwise investment indeed, Don't you think?
So what is behind the story? Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
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