Tuesday, March 5, 2013

In The Name of Love

"Love is something you do; the sacrifices you make, the giving of self.
If you want to study love, study those who sacrifice for others..."
 
Sixteen-year-old Joshua slipped down the stairway quietly, awakened by the sound of his parents voices in the kitchen below.  It has been a couple hard years for the family, Joshua's dad has lost his job and they were barely making ends meet on his mother's smaller income.  The sound of his mother crying tore at Joshua's heart as he stood silently in the hallway listening to the conversation. 
 
"My mother is dying, Rick, I need to go home and see her.  It's been three years since we went to Illinois to visit them... I have to see her one more time."  Then her voice trailed off.
 
Joshua's dad's sounded sad and weary as he replied, "I understand Rachel, it breaks my heart too.  God, I wish there was some way we could afford a plane ticket, but we are barely managing to pay the mortgage and buy food.  I feel like such a failure for not being able to help you get home."
 
"It's not your fault", Joshua heard his mother reply. "The factory laid off half the men in this community, and there just aren't enough jobs to go around. Something will come up soon, maybe I'll still be able to go home before it is too late."
 
Joshua went back to bed but was unable to sleep, the burden of his mother's sadness and his father's despair weighing heavily on his young heart and mind.  As soon as he heard his sister Miriam moving about in her room the next morning,  he tiptoed down the hall and knocked lightly on her door.  "I need to talk to you about something, I have an idea," he said.
 
The following Sunday morning the sun rose bright and beautiful.  It was Easter, and Joshua and Miriam crept down the stairs early, grinning at each other upon finding baskets of candy waiting for them just like there had been every year since they were old enough to remember.  Sure, they were getting a little big for the Easter Bunny, but to their mom they would always be her children, and she knew that they secretly loved the tradition. 
 
Quickly Joshua placed a smaller basket next to theirs.  Nestled in the colored Easter grass, they'd placed a few Cadbury eggs, knowing they were their mom's favorite.  Folded beneath them was a white envelope on which was written in bright purple marker,  "To Mom from the Easter Bunny". Then Miriam and Joshua tiptoed back upstairs and waited excitedly for the sound of their mother heading to the kitchen to make breakfast.
 
"What's this?" they heard her say, and back down the steps they came, smiling broadly.  "Oh my!" was heard next.

They entered the kitchen to see her sitting in a chair at the table, eyes glistening and a look of amazement on her face as she held the contents of the envelope.  "Happy Easter Mom, we love you!" they said in unison as they wrapped their arms around her.
 
"But how did you do this?  Where did you get the money for the plane ticket?" She asked, totally bewildered.
 
"Well, you know we've been saving the money Grandpa and Grandma gave us for Christmas and our birthdays to buy a new game system" Joshua said, "and I had a little extra put away from my job at the grocery store."
 
"I chipped in my babysitting money too," Miriam added, beaming proudly.
 
Tears of love and  pride streamed down Rachel's face as she pulled her children close to her just as their dad appeared in the kitchen doorway to find out what all the fuss was about.
 
"It seems there really is an Easter Bunny," Rachel smiled, handing him the envelope with the ticket.  "In fact it looks like there might be two!  Now let's get breakfast started; after church I've got some packing to do!" 

It was going to be a beautiful Easter...  after all, Easter is the very definition of love.
 
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This post is linked to Two Shoes Tuesday
where the prompt this week is "sacrifice"
TWO SHOES TUESDAY

16 comments:

  1. That is just the most awesome thing. I don't know if this is fiction or real, but that is true sacrifice

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    1. This story is fiction Judy, but I do know children who have made choices like this to help someone else. You just know these two are going to grow up to be kind and caring adults, because they already realize that it's not all about them.

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  2. Nice story, Josie. At first I thought it might have been someone from your family or one that you knew or a story that yours could have been from your family. Thank you for the note above.

    But this is typical of many families, children sacrificing for their parents or vice versa. Or should have been. Unfortunately many shirk their family moral obligations. And some are bled dry. A balanced approach to any situation should be had. Our kids would put us up if we ran out of money. Some really are situated to do this, others are and have shown us our digs whenever we want to come live with them.

    Guess it takes all kinds, some sacrifice, some don't. And some will accept and others won't.

    Anyway this is a neat little story, I call it a feel-good tale.
    Thank you for pointing out the Wednesday mistake. No I wasn't late, that sentence just came along with the boiler plate I copied from last week.

    I will think of a prompt word, I am not the best at that.
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    1. Like you, Jim, I am blessed. My children would never leave me standing out in the rain if times got hard or I had no place to go. That's very reassuring as I get older. They are also both in a financially secure place to ensure that I don't need to worry about them. Too often young adults think their parents should still bankroll them, and even house them, I disagree! Obviously your kids and mine have grown up with a decent set of values. Glad you liked my story, every now and then we need a bit of feel-good fare amidst the more somber realities I deal with here. :-)

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    1. Thank you Gail! There are some sweet moments in life! :-)

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  4. "As you sow, so shall you reap." The example set to the children has clearly come to fruition and she can be proud that they will do well in life. A great story on how to bring up your children.

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    1. Thank you Old Egg, I agree, children learn by example, and apparently these two have learned that families stick together and take care of each other. Simple lessons, so important for life!

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  5. What a great story of love and sacrifice. excellent story...excellent writing. truly a story that makes one feel good.

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    1. Thank you GS! It's a simple little story, no complex characters or plot, but I do think we all enjoy fare such as this now and then, easy reading to brighten up the day!

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  6. Oh, Josie, way to make me cry! The simplest stories are the best... you weave in the most important themes: love, selflessness, childhood beliefs, and especially the kids with GREAT values. That doesn't happen via magic or miracles. These two children have been raised right. They get it. I loved this story, Josie. Thanks so much! Peace, Amy

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    1. Thank you for affirming this post, Amy! I am always amazed by the responses I get to stories I write. I nearly deleted this one thinking it was just to simplistic to interest anyone. I'm glad I didn't because I do think there is a message in it. It's important to teach our children to care about more than themselves.

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  7. ...so then I went back to the prompt and wrote something for you! I'll try to come every Tuesday, but you know my situation... cannot promise! Some Tuesdays are grey as unpolished pewter for me... thanks for a fun prompt! Love, Amy

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    1. The poem you shared with us for TST was incredibly intense, it is a definitive piece on the sacrifices love can make, thank you Amy! I already had prepared a post on the future of TST for tomorrow, but I so appreciate you coming by to add your voice! You have a precious, caring heart, and I love you for that! BTW, I always liked pewter much better than shiny silver, it has more depth and character! XOXO

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  8. Now that was a REALLY worthwhile sacrifice. Thank you for restoring my faith in the word.

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    1. Thank you Viv! How nice of you to join us this week. I agree that sacrifice has negative connotations for most of us, but it doesn't have to be that way. There is such a sense of exhilaration that comes from sharing what you have, and sometimes giving 'til it hurts. It makes our soul sing!

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