I was seven years old. It was picture day at school. I didn’t enjoy picture day. My unruly, naturally curly hair was not very cooperative. This morning was no different. I knew almost all of the kids would be wearing their nice new clothes. I lived with my grandma. We had a lot of love in our home. There was not much of anything else. I was standing on the porch waiting for time to leave. I saw Aunt Lillie walking up the road to our house. She had a bag in her hands. I knew that meant that somebody was in for a big surprise! You can imagine how happy I was when she handed the package to me. Aunt Lillie did not have children. She loved all of the kids in our family. She treated us as if we were her own.Inside of the bag was a new dress she had made for me. The pattern was bright yellow cartoon ducks. I loved it! I wore my new dress with pride that day.
There was something special about Aunt Lillie. We all knew that she was a Christian. Sometimes she would take me to church with her. I often asked her questions about God and the Bible. She was always patient to answer me. I remember her telling me to listen to my heart. She told me that God spoke to little girls there. Aunt Lillie probably never knew that I saw the love of God in that dress. She showed me the love of God in many ways. It is not always the big stuff that leads someone to Jesus. It may be something as simple as a cartoon duck dress on picture day. Aunt Lillie is in Heaven now. My little grandson asked me one day how big God is. I told him that God is big enough to hold the whole world in one hand, and small enough to live inside of a little boy’s heart. See Aunt Lillie, I was listening all along.
Luke 18:16 “But Jesus called unto him,and said, suffer little children to come unto me,and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.”
. ~Connie Robinson
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