the-giver

I had to have a talk with myself and tell my  thinking self that I was giving it a break, sending it outside to look around.  I had some things to do and I would be back for it later. As I quietly entered the room I could see hundreds of images, of various sizes and shapes, spread all over the floor. The images represented a variety of ages, genders, ethnicities, cultures, and some were of action while others were very still. Images of people from all walks of life.  As I  began walking around the images, picking some up and  moving others. It happened.  I was pulled toward the image of this young boy with the tulips. It was if the  image reached out to me, ” I have something for you, a message perhaps.”  I picked  up the image of they young boy with the tulips and went back to my seat.  Little did I know that I would receive the greatest gift of all.

When I scanned his face I could feel his enthusiasm bursting forth in his giggle. As I looked into his eyes I could see the excitement and anticipation of  “the giver”. He had plans for those tulips, plans that gave him great joy.  His joy was in the giving.

You Only Have What You Give
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