Today’s guest post is from Amanda. Amanda is an 18 year old girl – the youngest in her family. Everyone always says that she’s always laughing – and that is true! When she isn’t laughing, she is often listening to music, writing in her journal, and watching reality tv shows with her best friend – her sister.
When I was 7 years old, my fake grandparents (friendly people that I thought it was part of my family), gave me this huge case with rainbows of crayons, chalk sticks, markers, and watercolor paint. I still remember the shiny red wrapping paper with little stars. The wrapping paper was so beautiful that I kept it. My older sister, Valéria, got the same case.
The next morning, we woke up early and started to color in our princess color books with our new crayons. It was a perfect day for a little girl. Nothing could’ve be better than getting a shiny box of rainbow crayons. However, you guys already know this will not turn out the way the little me was expecting, don’t you?
After coloring a few pages, my dad opened the door with some news “Girls, I need your help. There is a boy with cancer, and he has to spend a lot of time in the hospital. He doesn’t have much fun there. I’ve been thinking if one of you would be willing to give away a case.”
Before I’d started to think about it, Valéria said “I want to keep mine.” My dad looked to me with this singular and memorable eye, asked “What about you, Amanda?” I felt the pressure, so I said yes. While my mom wrapped my case with the same red wrapping paper, I was thought about the decision. Honestly, I wasn’t that happy. I said that I was fine, but everyone noticed. Being the inspired parent that he is, my father took Valeria and I to that boy’s home, and let me deliver the present personally. The boy happiness thrilled me. I felt peace and joy in my heart.
Recently, Valéria shared the experience in a talk, but from her point of view – the one that I never thought about it. She thought I wasn’t going to give away my brand new gift, so it took her by surprise when I accepted dad’s proposal. “I was supposed to be setting the example – after all, I was the big sister.” Valeria also said “My dad made a smart choice when he took me to the boy’s house, because I felt pretty bad for not helping him. I wanted to be a part of that. When I came back home from the hospital, I realized my case was not the dearest thing to me anymore because I knew I wasn’t going to be as happy as the boy was with his new present.”
So now, I want to share what Valéria learned and recently taught me from that experience. Our Heavenly Father gives us gifts and talents, our “crayons.” His intent is for us to share those precious things.