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The Pink Dress
The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes. Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress was grotesquely shaped figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her.
Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly. She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello". The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi"; after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty. I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because, I'm different". I immediately said, "That you are!"; and smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know." "Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent";
She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet
and said, Really?"; "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over
all those people walking by"; She nodded her head yes, and smiled. With
that she opened the back of her pink dress and
I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things. She said,
"For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done". I
got to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel?" She
looked at me, smiled, and said, "Your the only one that could see me"; and then
she was gone.
Like the story says, we all need someone. Every one of your friends is an Angel in their own way. The value of a friend is measured in the heart. I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you always.
Be Blessed!! Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves!! Lord I love you and I need you, come into my heart, please.
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