Updated: Mar 21
MY EDEN CLIMBING ROSE
(Borrowed this story from Sweet Tea & Jesus, a short version of Amazing Grace)
Last week, while spending time with my three granddaughters,Abigail noticed a
picture of Jesus in my kitchen. She loved the picture, asking me if I could find a picture of
Jesus holding a baby lamb. I decided to make this a special time for us, so I picked her up
and we went shopping. She found exactly what she wanted.
Having a picture of Christ in her bedroom made her feel safe. She told me just looking at
His face was calming to her.
On another occasion, I took all three of my girls shopping.
We did it ALL that day! Went downtown for lunch at the Tea Room, shopping, and finally a
walk by the river. I remember the wind blowing off the river. It was a Huckleberry Finn
kind of day. Hot, sunny, and breezy. Old turtles laying on old logs sunning. I
couldn’t remember the last time I had been down by the river.
Such a nice, long walk after lunch.
When you have three little girls, close in age, it makes for an interesting time shopping.
Believe you me, my Lily was quick to remind me.
Pink is always in style, Lee,” to which I replied, “Well, of course it is, Lily.”
We saw a little girl misbehaving at lunch with her mother . Lily quietly leaned over saying,
“Lee, she doesn’t know her manners!” I almost fell out of my chair! Great job, Katie Lil!
One more stop. Ice cream!
As we started home, with ice cream cones in hand, the girls wanted to sing the song I sang to them since they were babies. Here are the words:
YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU,
I LOVE YOU EVERYDAY,
I LOVE YOU IN THE MORNING,
AND THIS IS WHAT I PRAY,
I PRAY FOR GOD’S PROTECTION,
TO BE WITH YOU EACH DAY, HE’LL WALK WITH YOU, AND TALK
WITH YOU, AND NEVER GO AWAY!
Somehow, it has just stuck.
While driving these sweet petunias home, suddenly Elvis was singing Amazing Grace on the radio. I turned the volume up high. We began singing as loud as we could. If you are a true southern lady, you have to love Elvis.
When the song was over, my sweet Caroline (4 yrs. old at the time) leaned forward and said, “Lee, I know about Jesus too!” Lily and Abby just looked at me with a little grin. “Why Caroline, please tell us,“ I said. And she did.
“You know what, Lee, did you know the people were mean to Jesus?” She continued.
“They said bad things to Him,” and then, in this tiny, little voice, she said, “they beat Jesus til He died, Lee!” “But you know what, Lee?” “No, precious, tell Lee?”
By now, I was sobbing. I had my sunglasses on, and when I looked in the rear view mirror,
Lily and Abby were teary-eyed. They couldn't believe it either. I was still hanging on to her every word.
”In three days, He was alive again, Lee,” “The rock was rolled away, and He was gone!” “His mommy came to see Him, but He was gone, Lee!”
‘Jesus was alive again, and the sun shined bright!” She didn’t stop there.
”Lee, why were they so mean to Jesus?” She asked. “Jesus was alive again, and He forgave the mean people who hurt and killed Him!” “He loves us, Lee, and He is always with us!” “Now, He’s in Heaven with His Daddy!” Here came the sobbing part. “Can we go see Jesus, and your mommy, Lee?” ”I love your mommy’s middle name is Lee, too!” I told her someday we would. Lil and Abby were as shocked as I was. Thank goodness for recorders on phones.
I asked her how she remembered these things. She said she was taught at church and with mommy and daddy, and Lee.
I was so glad I had taken the whole day off, and spent it with my girls. This beautiful story would not have occurred had I not been with them that day!
I cannot begin to translate the passion and emotion Caroline was expressing about Christ. But it was real. I don’t think anyone could. I have more about this little magnolia I will be sharing. I never know what Caroline will be teaching me when I see her. Not shy, not shy at all! She’s 7 now. Gosh, I love her! Certainly my Lil and Abby Kate are so inspiring as well. blessed here.
“WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE TO BE SO MEAN, LEE?” That little question from my sweet Caroline will be embedded in my heart the rest of my life.
I truly cannot answer that question, Caroline Elizabeth, but God knows.
If a precious four-year old child can share the gospel with me 0f our Jesus,
why can’t we? She was so passionate, and sincere. Her little mind was just
turning, I could hear the pain. God must’ve been smiling! I know He was. Her sisters, nor
I, will never forget. She presented the gospel of Jesus right there in my car going home.
An eye to see, and an ear to hear !
I suggested for Easter, you might read one scripture a day, in the gospels where Christ compares us to sheep. Study it, and then write a couple of notes about it.
Type and print them on pretty paper, using ribbon and an inexpensive binder. You will have a priceless gift sharing Christ. It is less expensive than Easter cards.
That is where you will find Jesus. In His Holy Word.
Happy Easter everyone,
Have a blessed week,