THE GIFT…a short story

As I sat on the park bench I happened to glance down and see a peanut sitting inconspicuously behind one of the legs.  Naturally, I bent over and picked it up.  Glancing up, across the walking path, I noticed a squirrel suddenly stop his constant hopping and digging to give me a hard stare of anticipation.

Laughing aloud and looking down at the small nugget of gold, that I obviously held in my hand, I debated whether to toss it over to the little grey fur ball or hold it out as an offering.

Isn’t this what we do in life sometimes?  We know what the right thing to do is, yet we hesitate and try to figure out another path. 

Instinct tells me to toss the peanut to the squirrel, so why don’t I do just that?  Is it God whispering to me to toss the small gift, and, in return, me trying to rationalize another or better way?  Perhaps.

Am I being selfish to want the squirrel to come and take the prize from my hand?  Why do I need that confirmation of its trust? 

In the end… I tossed the peanut to the squirrel and he cracked it and ate it then and there.

My reward was found in my own smile and warmed heart!  Thank you, Lord!

Hebrews 13:16  “And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased.”

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Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

26 thoughts on “THE GIFT…a short story”

  1. So beautiful, Kevin. An understandable question but you made the right choice. The squirrel was lucky to have you there.

    I faced kind of a similar situation last week…resisting the urge to pet a downed fledgling in my grass. God took the dilemma away from me when the momma bird showed up, landed about a foot away from me from me, had her words with me, and soon encouraged her baby to fight its way up and out of my yard, where the giant wolves (er, chihuahuas) live.

    They live near my house and I see them on the wall all the time since then, so I think the fledgling made it, hopefully. It was a purely selfish drive to want to reach out and touch it, but I didn’t, and it all turned out happy in the end. 💖

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