When the kids were little and we would take them to the grocery store, the bakery in the back corner would always give the kids a free cookie. I guess that they still do that.
A heard a story the other day that reminded me of that. Seems that a candy store owner would give a free piece of candy to kids. One per day. So all the neighborhood kids would make their way to the candy store each day for their free piece of candy. Inevitably, they would all fight and argue over whose was best. My green one is better than your yellow one. I have a red one! Mine is shaped like a moon. Well, mine is best because it is orange and it is shaped like a bird. It always happened that someone would chase it so long that another child would leave crying with hurt feelings.
The shopkeeper simply listened to all of their banter and smiled. He smiled because he realized that the kids were doing the same thing that many adults do. Comparing their stuff and insisting that we are better because our stuff is like this or that. How sad. And the real good part of life has nothing to do with candy or colors, or cars, or the size of your home.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
2 comments:
Jeff, you're quite the "I remember Kansas City" buff. Kansas city has so many claims to fame, not the least of which are about candy. Bitterman's Candy store, with the glass cases, Andre's melt in your mouth chocolate truffles, Russell Stover's, and Hallmark confections.
Thanks for bringing up the subject of candy. i can just hear Jimmy Buffet howling for his Junior mints, and another "J.B." digging through his Halloween take, for his favorites, when he was a kid. Can't remember what you said those were. I think they were sticky caramel covered in chocolate.
I think it might have been Milk Duds.
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