Rhonda,
Thanks for sending that to us
Vinny.
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From: "Rhonda Peveto" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, March 09, 2006 7:44 PM
Subject: the necklace
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>>The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting
>>with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of
>>glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.
>>
>>"Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"
>>
>>Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked
>>back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.
>>
>>"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll
>>think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough
>>money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you
>>might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."
>>
>>As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17
>>pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went
>>to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for
>>ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill
>>and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.
>>
>>Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She
>>wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only
>>time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath.
>>Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.
>>
>>Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed,
>>he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story.
>>One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"
>>
>>"Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you."
>>
>>"Then give me your pearls."
>>
>>"Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from
>>my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you
>>gave me. She's my very favorite."
>>
>>"That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her
>>cheek with a kiss.
>>
>>About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do
>>you love me?"
>>
>>"Daddy, you know I love you."
>>
>>"Then give me your pearls."
>>
>>< B>"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new
>>one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow
>>blanket that matches her sleeper."
>>
>>"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you."
>>
>>And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
>>
>>A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed
>>with her legs crossed Indian style.
>>
>>As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear
>>rolled down her cheek.
>>"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?"
>>
>>Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And
>>when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little
>>quiver, she finally said, "Here, daddy; this is for you."
>>
>>With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one
>>hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached
>>into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine
>>pearls and gave them to Jenny.
>>
>>He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the
>>dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure. So it is, with
>>our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in
>>our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.
>>
>>Isn't God good? Are you holding onto things that God wants
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