During the week I read a story which struck a chord in my heart. I share it here.
A grandmother with six fairly young grandchildren spent many days preparing an Easter Egg hunt in her backyard. She made six different coloured baskets and hid them all over her yard. She hid dozens of eggs. The purpose was that the coloured eggs would match the individual coloured basked. She returned to the house to sit exhausted to await their arrival.
She took a hurried picture of her back lawn ,showing the different hiding places and posted it on line to some friends.
Her phone started ringing and people were very excited.
‘Please tell us how you made that shadow’ they asked. ‘We would love to add this effect.’
She looked on line and was stunned to find a shadow of a CROSS across the lawn leading to the grove of trees where the eggs were hidden.
Perhaps, it was caught by the sun and reflected from a weather vane or from a tree?.
No one could find the certain reason..
‘It changed my attitude’ the Gran wrote. ‘Suddenly the real Reason for the Easter Season was clear and impacting.’
We had the most wonderful Family Easter where faith and fun were together. Peace was our Gift to each other. The Cross of Christ was not visible but the message impacted our hearts and lives afresh.
MAY THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS SPIRITUALLY BRING YOU A REMINDER THIS DAY OF WHAT WAS ACHIEVED FOR ALL OF US SO THAT WE MIGHT HAVE LIFE IN ABUNDANCE.
Blessings and Peace!
I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions.
I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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What a beautiful story, Faye!! Thank you for sharing such tenderness with all of us!