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| Lost: One Frog |
| 03.03.04 (8:29 am) [edit] |
And this is my prayer:
that your love may
abound more and more.
Philippians 1:9a (NIV)
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[i]Plop![/i]
[i]Plop![/i]
The mud made a reassuring smack each time I threw it on the sidewalk behind me. Drying mud encased both of my small hands. When I needed fresh dirt and water for my search, I followed my trail back to the house.
I was six years old, and I was searching for my lost frog. Dad had helped me catch the new pet early that morning. We made a home for the frog out of a cardboard box, grass, and mud--the things I figured frogs must like. I tried to catch some flies for his supper, but that didn't work out as well as planned. Flies are a bit harder to pin down than a big, green frog.
The frog went without supper. After I finished mine, I went outside to check on him; but the frog was gone.
[i]He must be lost[/i], I decided. So my search ensued. I wandered through most of the neighborhood, calling my frog and dropping piles of mud along the way, thinking my frog would follow the mud trail back to his box.
I was devastated when my green frog did not return that night; but by the next morning, I had a new plan. I made a goldfish out of a wadded up Band-Aid. I floated her in an old jelly jar and fed her with baby powder. Although slightly less animated than a real-live frog, she seemed to do the trick.
[b]Rachel Crumpler, 24[/b]
Harriman, Tennessee
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[b]Journal: [/b]Even as children, we have
more love to give than we can possibly contain.
When has having a pet--or a pretend pet--
allowed you to express the gift of love?
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