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The Treasure

Posted by Lady Summerset on May 23, 2014 at 12:15 AM



The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout

stand, she saw them: circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh 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. 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 is

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 when 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 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." "Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But

you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is so 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 pearlnecklace. With a little quiver, she finally said,

"Here, Daddy. It's for you." With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind 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

had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give

her genuine treasure. So like our heavenly Father.


writer of story is Anonymous


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