seashore. He has finished the outside walls, and bit by bit, the
building was beginning of to take shape. the bedrooms, the kitchen,
the dinning room- everything in its proper place. nothing was
missing; there was even a garage and chimney.
But while he was so m completely taken in his important
project,he failed to notice that the late afternoon tides were
beginning to rise, coming close.
Soon one wave stronger than the rest swept beyond his and
house and as it flowed back tot he sea,it destroyed the hole project
in a single moment.
What was the child to do? full of disappointment, he ran as
fast as his little legs could carry him, back to his mother's arms-she
had been sitting a few feet away engrossed in her knitting. He threw
himself in to her arms and wanted never to leave them.
The wave made him rediscover the joy of his mother's embrace.
Had it not been for the destructive wave, the child would have had
to be coaxed to obey his mother and turn away form his
interesting pastime, that he would have gone back home
unwillingly. But the wave solved everything....
Way back home to the heavenly father, who welcomes us..............
Have a NICE Day with JESUS......
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