A Precious Gift…
“This is for you, Miss J.” Gabby smiled shyly as she handed me a two-inch square piece of blue construction paper with lopsided scalloped edges. Two smiling stick figures with long purple hair and triangle dresses were side by side, with the names “Miss J” and “Gabby” printed neatly above their heads.
It was my first time as a substitute teacher in this kindergarten class, but Gabby had quickly attached herself to me, asking to hold my hand as we walked in line to recess, wanting to sit close to me as I read a book on the carpet for story-time.
Now as I admired the picture, Gabby stuck her thumb in her mouth and grinned, brown eyes gleaming proudly. I carefully placed the precious paper on the teacher’s desk as we went on with the day’s activities. But at the end of the day, between helping Chase tie his shoes, locating Arianna’s missing lunchbox, and trying to get 16 kindergarten students out the door to go home, Gabby’s drawing was accidentally left behind.
“You forgot the picture I made for you, Miss J!” Gabby reminded me several days later when I was subbing for third grade. Gabby’s class was at recess and she had come to find me. “I still have it for you.” Apologizing, I promised I would come pick it up at the end of the day. But once again it was left behind, only remembered after I got home.
Two weeks later, I was back in Gabby’s kindergarten class as a substitute for the morning. Gabby’s eyes lit up as soon as she saw me. “Miss J! Now can I give you your picture?”
I watched as she walked over to the bookshelves on the far side of the room, pulled out a large Bible from the second shelf, and flipped through the pages to find the small blue square.
“I kept it for you,” she explained as she handed me her special drawing.
“Thank you so much! It’s beautiful.” I gave her a hug. “This time I won’t forget it!” As Gabby skipped happily to her seat, I put the picture in my purse so it wouldn’t get lost again.
Precious to Him
Though it doesn’t seem like much, that little blue square of construction paper with the two smiling stick figures represents a little girl’s love. Though I had forgotten several times about the picture, Gabby hadn’t forgotten. Because it was so important to her, it became important to me.
Sometimes I worry that I’m bothering God when I come to Him with my problems or concerns. With all the billions of people in the world, my heart issues seem insignificant and unimportant. He must have better things to do than to listen to me, I think.
But we are important to our Heavenly Father. We are His children, and He wants to hear from us. Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.” Isaiah 43:4 says we are “precious and honored” in His sight. He cares about our thoughts and feelings.
I keep Gabby’s picture in my planner now. Every time I see it, I’m reminded of our Father’s love. You can always go to Jesus with whatever is bothering you. He’s never too busy to listen. He cares about your heart. You are precious to Him!