Sunday, March 25, 2012

Emma's problem

Remember me?  I  am Emma Marie and I have a BIG problem.  I hope you will be able to help me.  You see, a new girl named Shelby moved into my neighborhood and I am having the worst time being her friend.  She wants to be the boss of everything and I don't know what to do.  When we play games, she always has to be first and won't play if she loses.  I really don't  like to play with Shelby, but I have been thinking. Maybe she will change if I pray for her and ask the Lord to change her heart. But maybe, I need to pray for the Lord to change my heart.  All I know is that I don't like her very much. 


I think I am going to talk with my mother to see what she says.  She is busy right now putting my baby brother to bed, but she will be in later for me.  She always likes to talk with me about my problems and is very wise.  Daddy isn't home right now, but he is very wise too. But tonight, I have a girl problem.  Here she is now.


"Emma, have you bushed your teeth and and washed your face and hands?"  


"Yes, Momma, I am all ready, but I need to talk with you about Shelby."

"What is you're problem Emma?"

"It's Shelby momma. She isn't very nice and I don't like her.  Do I have to play with her?"


"No Emma. You don't have to play with her, but I don't think that your attitude is very nice either. We need to pray."

We sat together on my bed, and prayed for the Lord to change my  attitude towards Shelby.    My mother told me that "to have a friend,  you first need to be a friend". I sure have a lot to learn.
I guess I am going to have to be a friend.  Tomorrow is a new day and I have to start sometime.   Please pray for me.

How would you handle this problem?  What would your mother tell you to do?  Perhaps, you can help me.

Good night
Emma Marie









Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The Lost Opportunity

My name is Emma Marie and I would like to tell you a story that  happened to me the other day. It was right after breakfast when I was all through my chores, and my mother said that I could go out and join my brothers playing in the sand box.  It was a big deal for me as long as I promised  NOT to mess up their roads and bridges that they had worked so hard to build.  I had to be VERY careful walking around in the sand or I was OUT of there. You see, my brothers had built a replica of our town with its two major highways, railroad tracks,  town municipal buildings,  three churches, a fire house, a gas station, a garage, a grocery store, the library and two schools. Believe me, they guarded their work diligently.


In the meantime, my mother was in the house and had decided to clean out her jewelry case. If I had known what she was going to do,  I would have been right there with her. I loved her jewelry.  She had many beautiful rings, necklaces and bracelets and I liked trying them all on. My mother had promised me that one day, she would surprise me and give to me one of her very special rings. There was one small ring in particular that just fitted my finger and oh how much I wanted it!


In middle of the morning, my mother called to me and said, "Emma, please come here right now!"  I was having such a great time playing with my brothers I didn't want to leave, so I pretended that I didn't hear her. Have you ever done a thing like that?  My mother called again and I still didn't obey her.  I continued ignoring her and  kept playing.


Later, when I went in for lunch, I  thought she was going to correct me, but instead she told me to go upstairs and wait in her bedroom. When she came upstairs, I didn't know what to expect. I just sat quietly as she went over to the jewelry box, opened it and took out the very ring I wanted so badly.  The anticipation that this might be the time she was going to give me the ring really excited me.  She held the ring in the palm of her hand and said,""Emma Marie, this morning when I called you to come to me, I wanted so much to give you this ring today, but when you  didn't come , I decided that you were still too young and not responsible enough to care for it, so I am going to keep it a little while longer."

I felt so bad. I started to cry, " Please mommy, can't I please have it?  She meant what she said and sent me to my room to think about it.  There is only one thing that I thought about for all the time that I was in my room.  I had lost a great opportunity to have the ring I always wanted, because I didn't listen and obey my mother.  I hope this never happens to you