A story for children:
I sat on the rug playing with my blue ball. I held it up high. I brought it to my mouth like a kiss. I shook it, and I tossed it. Bounce. Bounce. Roll.
I crawled to get it once more, but as soon as I reached out, a delicate hand scooped down and snatched it up and about. I looked up and saw her—her hands on my blue ball. She held onto it tightly like a hug so it wouldn’t fall.
She swayed her body from the left and to the right. And the smirk on her face made me want to cry. I cried and I cried. That’s what I did. My big sister is a mean sister. And I’m just a little kid.
Then came my Mommy, I am sure, to my defense. “What happened?” she asked. But my sister now looked dense.
We waited and waited and waited, until finally, big sister confessed it right there. Then Mommy took her away—somewhere—but where?
Big sister was in trouble. That I knew. She took my toy and deserved it. True. But for some strange reason, this fact, too, made me kind of sad.
The two of them returned and both with sad faces. Mommy held my big sister whose face looked red in many places. Mommy spoke gently while rubbing her back. She said things like: “I love you, and that’s that.”
I crawled a little closer. Then mommy continued. “No matter how bad your heart leads you to be, nothing can make me not love you—don’t you see? There’s someone who feels similar about me and about you and you too (as she looked down at me). His name is Jesus, and he loves you to the depths of the sea! He loves you more than I do and not for what you do. Nor for how good you can be. Oh, praise thee! All you must do is look to him and simply believe. Then you won’t want to be mean to your brother anymore. You’ll want to love him with the love you’ve been given, and it won’t feel like a chore.”
With this, Mommy stopped talking and picked up the blue ball. She gave it to my sister. Why?—I wondered. But that wasn’t all. She told my sister to give it to me. And my sister hugged me and kissed me and said she was sorry for making me cry.
So I did what I felt like I needed to do. I pulled the blue ball back. I let it go and let it soar. “Ahhhh!” she screamed and we giggled deep in our bellies while lying on the floor.