When are mind is clouded and our heart misguided. About 12 years ago when our son Christopher was about 10 years old. We were visiting my parents just about this time, baby chick season. They had about 40 to 50 in their garage, Tere and Christopher thought they were neat. When the time came for us to head south to home, and my Dad being the tease he is he gave the kids each an egg. And said if you take care if it and keep it warm in a few days you will have your own chicken. We had not been on the road for to long before Tere realized hers had a crack and at the next stop tossed it in the garbage. But not Chris he held on to his egg with love and tenderness he even named him Rocky, yes Rocky the egg he kept it in a box with tissue so it would be safe for the car ride on home. Our travels were just about over and everyone was almost home safe, as we exited the Washington exit, Chris wanted to show Rocky his new home. Just as he pick up Rocky our car hit a bump and Rocky went splat on the car floor, Christophers eyes filled with tears and all he could say was Rocky I did jot mean to hurt you over and over by the time we pulled into our drive way we all had a bit of a lump in our throat. As the three of us unpacked the car, Chris had disappeared. About 20 minutes later he asked us to follow him to the back yard, where he had prepared a graveside service for Rocky. He asked us all to say something about him. I have now idea what the three of us said. But what my sweet Christopher said I will always remember . Rocky I am so sorry I hurt you, you were a Good Egg, I know all of us have the potential. To be a Good Egg but only if we keep our hearts soft and our mind clear of what is true and what is not. Every night in my prayers I pray for my Son Christopher you could be a good egg!
Posted on: Mon, 14 Apr 2014 04:22:51 +0000
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