I remember you so clearly, although I'm sure you don't even know I exist. I saw you first in a dollar store; Buck or Two perhaps, and it was the sound of your pitiful crying that drew me like a magnet. You were only about two months old, and you mother was busy shopping so I offered to hold you for awhile. I never could resist a baby in anguish! To my surprise she agreed quite readily to me holding you, and went about her leisurely browsing. Well, that 'hungry cry' was getting awful loud so I did what I did with my own children. Don't tell anyone, but I put my finger into your mouth to let you suck on it. Yeah, it pacified you, but only for a moment. I kept looking towards your mother, but she seemed unconcerned, I walked the aisles and tried to soothe you but it simply wouldn't work, not when you were that hungry!
I finally took you back to your Mommy, probably saying that you were hungry. Well, she took you alright, and I watched as she strolled into another store to continue her shopping!
My heart nearly broke when I saw her indifference but one good thing came out of it. I have often prayed for you, and may God bless your heart. Love ya.
P.S. Maybe you are, or have grown up in a home where you felt neglected and unloved, or even abused. I hope reading my posts will help you to realize that there is someone who does care. Your Heavenly father would love to comfort and guide you. Just trust in Him. he will see you through.
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