The Sweetest Phone Call
I received the sweetest phone call today just fifteen minutes ago at 6:45 pm. My little four-year-old friend Shjonathan called, and in his four-year-old vocabulary, asked me, "Che Che Bel, can you come?"
He wanted me to come to his house, and repeatedly extended the invitation, attempting to convince me with his four-year-old logic.
"Che Che Bel, can you come? I want to show you something." (He had a lego set and toys which he wanted me to play with him.)
"Che Che Bel, I ask mummy, ok? Can you come?"
When I said it was late already, and that he might have to go to bed soon, he said, "Then you come, ok? Then I can say goodbye to you first (before he went to bed). Can you come?"
I discovered, after asking him a few questions, that his mummy had gone out to fetch daddy home from work. So he was calling me out of his own initiative!
I took the opportunity to remind him, "Than Than, Che Che Bel loves you very much, don't forget that, ok?"
In his sweet little voice, he said, "OK." He received my love in return, and I was glad that today, I had the opportunity to tell him that he mattered to me.
My dear little Shjonathan! I was so moved to receive such a sweet phone call, and feeling so "remembered" and "thought of". I did not expect to feel anything other than sorrow and melancholy today (for I had been particularly struggling with a deep sense of loneliness), but little Shjonathan's phone call really made my day.
His simple gesture of making the phone call symbolised to me an expression of his love and care in his own little way, and perhaps this was God's way of touching me today.
God knew what I needed right at this moment, more than I could have ever articulated myself. He showed His love for me through the warmth and beauty of this little child. I am so blessed.
I love you, Than Than, and I love You too, Lord. Thank You, Lord, for reaching me in such a tangible way. Just when I least expect it, You let me experience Your comfort and touch in a way that surprised me much but blessed me most.
He wanted me to come to his house, and repeatedly extended the invitation, attempting to convince me with his four-year-old logic.
"Che Che Bel, can you come? I want to show you something." (He had a lego set and toys which he wanted me to play with him.)
"Che Che Bel, I ask mummy, ok? Can you come?"
When I said it was late already, and that he might have to go to bed soon, he said, "Then you come, ok? Then I can say goodbye to you first (before he went to bed). Can you come?"
I discovered, after asking him a few questions, that his mummy had gone out to fetch daddy home from work. So he was calling me out of his own initiative!
I took the opportunity to remind him, "Than Than, Che Che Bel loves you very much, don't forget that, ok?"
In his sweet little voice, he said, "OK." He received my love in return, and I was glad that today, I had the opportunity to tell him that he mattered to me.
My dear little Shjonathan! I was so moved to receive such a sweet phone call, and feeling so "remembered" and "thought of". I did not expect to feel anything other than sorrow and melancholy today (for I had been particularly struggling with a deep sense of loneliness), but little Shjonathan's phone call really made my day.
His simple gesture of making the phone call symbolised to me an expression of his love and care in his own little way, and perhaps this was God's way of touching me today.
God knew what I needed right at this moment, more than I could have ever articulated myself. He showed His love for me through the warmth and beauty of this little child. I am so blessed.
I love you, Than Than, and I love You too, Lord. Thank You, Lord, for reaching me in such a tangible way. Just when I least expect it, You let me experience Your comfort and touch in a way that surprised me much but blessed me most.
posted by belle at 7:00 PM
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