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Matthew 19:14 NKJV
But Jesus said, “Let the little children come to Me, and do not forbid them; for of such is the
kingdom of heaven.”
WORDS OF HOPE
The Wisdom of a Child
Most people would say that Tabitha was too young to understand. She was three, and a three-year-old is not expected to understand the hardness of life yet. Tabitha’s mother was a single parent who worked three jobs just to afford the daycare and a small apartment in the ghetto. Everyday, despite the five hours of sleep on weekdays and seven hours of sleep on weekends, Tabitha’s mother woke up tired. The only toy that Tabitha had to play with was an old brown baby doll. Her mother was embarrassed that she could not get her a real toy and not some mud-stained doll with tears on the fringes of its dress.
Yet even though the makeup on the doll was fading and one could hardly make out its smile anymore, Tabitha loved the doll so much that her mother could not tell whether Tabitha knew it was not a real baby. Tabitha liked to hold the baby doll close to her little chest and sing it the same lullaby her mother sang to her. Then, she would tuck the doll into bed, whisper, “I love you baby,” and kiss it on the forehead before getting tucked into bed herself. That Christmas, Tabitha’s mother had planned something very special. She had saved up enough money to get her daughter a beautiful new doll. It was the best that money could buy and could easily be mistaken for a real baby from a distance.
When Christmastime came around, Tabitha woke up and immediately looked for her baby, but she could not find it anywhere. Her mother was holding the new doll in shiny apple red wrapping paper. “Here’s your baby!” she explained and handed the present to her daughter. Tabitha eagerly unwrapped her gift, but when she saw that the doll was not the same doll that she had tucked into bed every night for a year, she was confused. With tears in her eyes, Tabitha started pleading for her baby. Confused, her mom began to wonder where she went wrong. That was when she searched her heart and came to a conclusion. How would she feel if someone took Tabitha away and tried to give her someone else, telling her that this little girl was better? She went to the closet and pulled out Tabitha’s old torn doll and gave it back to her. Again, Tabitha held her baby doll close to her chest, and with joy in her heart, sang mommy’s favorite lullaby. In the end, Tabitha’s mother just laughed realizing that at some point she began measuring worth, something her daughter had not yet learned to do...and perhaps, it was Tabitha who really understood all along.
PRAYER
Loving God, Teach us that joy is valuable but does not have to be expensive. Amen.
DEVOTION AUTHOR
Jonathon McClellan
Order of St. Francis and St. Clare
Cathedral of Hope
Proclaiming Christ Through Faith, Hope and Love
5910 Cedar Springs Road | Dallas, TX | 75235
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