How wonderful to be so loved

Dear God,

When out shopping, one gets to see so many beautiful things (mostly those that will not necessarily be yours). Today, as I casually strolled into one shop, I was browsing the goodies when I saw a child walk up the stairs towards where her father was standing. Clutching a soft toy which fell from her hands and which she kept stopping to pick up over and over again as it kept falling with every step she took upwards (her father smiling but secretly wishing that she would hurry up!), she suddenly stopped.

‘Wait daddy!’ she shouted and then proceeded to walk down the stairs. The toy had fallen again, but she had not cared, but instead focused on descending the stairs.

‘Careful please darling,’ her mother gently said to her as she stood at the bottom of the stairs.

The little girl nodded as if to signal that she was going to obey her mother and not hurry. Moments later, she was towards the bottom of the staircase, with a few to go before she reached the ground.

‘Mummy, I love you,’ she said out aloud before she turned around to carry on ascending the stairs and head towards her father who still was waiting anxiously.

As her mother picked up the toy that had fallen from her daughter’s hands, I leaned over and asked her mother, ‘Is that all she wanted to tell you?’

‘Yes,’ the mother smiled.

How so very wonderful to be so very loved…

I do like to go shopping, one gets to see so many beautiful things (mostly those that will not necessarily be yours).

Broken Cups (& Hearts)

A friend was telling me yesterday how her young son had broken a cup from her prized crockery set. She was very upset by this and had scolded him rigorously for showing no respect to her by breaking it and then trying to cover it up by shifting the blame on his sibling.

‘You should have seen the way he tried to sweep it up and put it in the bin before I came along and caught him,’ she related.

She was in tears as she went over and showed me the remaining items minus the now broken cup.

‘Just the one cup broke?’ I asked to which she nodded sadly. ‘I know it is difficult as you loved this set a lot, but since when was there a guarantee that anything will last forever?’ I said.

We always seem to get upset at the breakage of delicate items that were created to be broken and were never promised to be immune to being broken, the heart for example. No matter how much we protect ourselves, one day it will break and sometimes, it carries on breaking again and again until we decide no more. And when we have decided no more, sometimes it carries on breaking regardless. Unfortunately though, as with a broken cup or glass, we are unable to sweep away the pieces but instead often end up carrying them deep within us, for them to pierce our souls now and again.

X-factor

A news report just caught my eye – BBC have moved Strictly Come Dancing to a new slot in order to avoid the clash with X-Factor. Next to it is a poll, asking readers to vote for the person they think will win X-factor. I recognise none of the names. I do not watch X factor Am I the only one who does not watch this?? (because it seems I was the only one who did not watch the tripe that was Big Brother, or as we say in the Asian circles – ‘Wadda Pra‘.)