Pearls 
Author : Unknown

Jenny was a bright-eyed, pretty five-year-old girl. One day when she and  her mother were checking out at the grocery store Jenny saw a plastic pearl  necklace priced at $2.50. How she wanted that necklace, and when she asked  her mother if she would buy it for her, her mother said, "Well, it is a pretty necklace, but it costs an awful lot of money. I’ll tell you what.  I’ll buy you the necklace, and when we get home we can make up a list of  chores that you can do to pay for the necklace. And don’t forget that for  your birthday Grandma just might give you a whole dollar bill, too. Okay?"

Jenny agreed, and her mother bought the pearl necklace for her. Jenny  worked on her chores very hard everyday, and sure enough, her grandma gave  her a brand new dollar bill for her birthday.

Soon Jenny had paid off the  pearls. How Jenny loved those pearls. She wore them everywhere-to  kindergarten, bed and when she went out with her mother to run errands.  The only time she didn’t wear them was in the shower-her mother had told  her that they would turn her neck green!

Now Jenny had a very loving daddy.   When Jenny went to bed, he would get up from his favorite chair every  night and read Jenny her favorite story. One night when he finished the
 story, he said "Jenny, do you love me?"

"Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love  you," the little girl said.

"Well, then, give me your pearls." "Oh! Daddy,
not my pearls!"

Jenny said. "But you can have Rosie, my favorite doll.  Remember her? You gave her to me last year for my birthday. And you can
have her tea party outfit, too. Okay?"

"Oh no, darling, that’s okay."
Her father brushed her cheek with a kiss. "Good night, little one."

A week  later, her father once again asked Jenny after her story, "Do you love me?"

"Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love you."

"Well, then, give me your pearls."

"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls! But you can have Ribbons, my toy horse. Do you  remember her? She’s my favorite. Her hair is so soft, and you can play  with it and braid it and everything. You can have Ribbons if you want her, "Daddy," the little girl said to her father.

"No, that’s okay," her father said and brushed her cheek again with a kiss. "God bless you, little one. Sweet dreams."

Several days later, when Jenny’s father came in to read her  a story, Jenny was sitting on her bed and her lip was trembling. "Here,  Daddy," she said, and held out her hand. She opened it and her beloved  pearl necklace was inside. She let it slip into her father’s hand.

With  one hand her father held the plastic pearls and with the other he pulled  out of his pocket a blue velvet box. Inside of the box were real,  genuine, beautiful pearls.

He had had them all along. He was waiting for
Jenny to give up the cheap stuff so he could give her the real thing.  So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the  cheap things in out lives so he can give us beautiful treasure. Isn’t God good?

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