PRECIOUS
LITTLE GIRL
“KNOW
WHO YOU ARE”
Tussled,
intertwined tresses flow down her narrow back side.
She
entered the world with her eyes open wide.
Beauty
paled only by a graceful allure.
A
precious, little girl of the world yet unsure.
Eyes of ebony, skin dewy smooth
like honey.
People
look at her as though she were the one funny.
Although
she tried hard to keep a stiff upper lip,
The
cruelty she endured oftentimes made her tongue slip.
At
times they would quiver and her eyes would swell with tears.
Overcome
with pain and hurt had crippled her with fear.
She
learned harshly but quickly to look the other way.
Bearing
the pain of denial day after day.
Frumpy
in appearance but undaunted away she goes.
Strength
resonates from places she doth not know.
Taking
it, grasping it, at times she felt she had died.
“You
can do this child!”
a voice came from somewhere deep, down inside.
Although
the voice that had spoken had “seemingly” since come and gone.
She
rested assured from that day that she was indeed not alone.
Then
one day the voice spoken again saying
“Go on child you, can do this.”
“I
will always be with you and you will get through it.”
“Walk
on in my child down the roads riddled with pain.”
“Hold
your head high and tolerance you will gain!”
She
did, yes she did as she was told.
Something
spoke to her spiritually from deep within her soul.
She
found the courage to go on, on that awe-inspiring day.
She
shouted with God’s help “I will not be swayed!”
“I
am unmovable, I am unshakeable, and I am a blessed child of God.”
“I
don’t have to walk around with a comely façade!”
“I
know I am precious, oh yes I can see!”
“That
there is so much more to poor, little me!”
Sadly
there were times when her faith was put relentlessly to the test.
She
tried hard, damned hard to give it her best.
She
was hurt inconsolably and the pain made her sad.
For
she could not grasp why people treated her so bad.
Looking
past their ignorance well, was no easy task.
Her
hatred for the injustices endured she tried hard to mask.
She
wandered aimlessly around oftentimes with no where to go.
Confused
and bewildered with her head hung low.
Yet
she cloaked her pain in a beautiful, but yet wary smile.
Although
she was hurting and crying inside all the while.
‘Tis
not easy a burden for a child to seemingly alone bear.
Sadly
when she sought solace absolutely no one was there.
Even
those she held close to her still forming heart.
Pushed
her away and flagrantly kept her apart.
From
the very little goodness God knows she had ever known.
She
remained stifled but vigilant ‘till the day she was grown.
She
had to fend for herself despite her obvious youth.
But
as fate would have it she would soon know the truth.
That
there was no denying that she would never be accepted.
But
worse of all those closest to her, even they too rejected.
So
she held her little head high and said “I will not let you beat
me!”
“Despite
all of the things that you have tried hard to cheat me!”
“I
will go on unmovable, unshakable and I will not relent!”
“Though
on my destruction everyone seems hell-bent!”
One
day she stood firm and shook her little fist at the walls!
Screaming
“I am unmovable, I am unshakeable” then she curled up in a ball.
She
rocked back and forth pulling her knees all the way to her chest.
Drawing
her wee body close, nestling like a baby bird in a nest.
Unsure
of her fledgling footing, with no wings quite yet to fly.
To
soar to the heavens she would but give it a try.
Fall
though she may, she would get up and just do it again.
Even
if on her very life, her escape from them should depend.
Fighting
back the tears she tried hard not to cry.
For
when she got home that day, all she wanted was to die.
She
told not a soul, not even her Father or her mother.
For
she thought to herself surely there was no other.
She
was too overcome and way too embarrassed.
To
share her pain and tell of the constant harassments.
“Maybe
people will accept me for that is what my heart so longs.”
That
is the day when she realized boy was she wrong!
She
was pushed away yet again and flagrantly disregarded.
Those
who opposed her remained steadfast, and willfully hard-hearted.
So
the little girl ran to her room and dropped sobbing to her knees.
She
lamented and moaned “will someone help me please!”
I
fight and fight and it never seems to end!
For
there is absolutely no one on whom I can depend!
Her
family was too preoccupied oftentimes with problems of their own.
It
would have helped her in coping if more consideration towards her was
shown.
So
she suppressed her feelings, keeping her them entirely to herself.
She
entertained thoughts of running away but worst of all death!
She
was tired of being demeaned, forlorn and neglected.
Always
feeling sorry for herself and completely dejected.
She
knew that very day that she could take it no more.
She
screamed to the heavens and fell to the floor.
Emotions
overcame her as she recollected her pain.
A
torrential downpour of memories engulfed her like rain.
In
prayer her hands were tightly, near bruising clasped.
Reaching
into the heavens, her fingers at nothingness grasped.
The
little girl contrite, frail although quite nimble.
Body
convulsed, uttering words indeciperherbly with a tremble.
Her
tiny body bruised, her spirit fragmented and broken.
Alone
in the darkness her heart’s secrets were spoken.
To
her maker in despair that night she cried out alone!
“Please
dear Father, please come take me home!”
She
expected God’s entrance to be spectacular and grandstanding.
But
how he would come really there was no understanding.
Behold!
The clouds rolled past the moon and a little star did shine!
She
mistook the light thinking that “maybe it’s her time.”
She
took a deep a breath and held out her hands.
“Finally
dear God, someone has come who truly understands.”
Alas
she was befuddled and a tad confused!
For
nothing emerged immediately from the light, her imagination she
mused.
She
took yet another deep breath and waited up all night.
For
she lost her will to live and had now given up the fight.
She
waited and waited but for her death never did come.
She
thought to herself “then where did that light come from?”
She
screamed once again “I want to go home and be with my maker!”
But
the god from above chose not to come and take her.
“I
hear
you my child!” a voice proclaimed from above!
“I
open my arms and embrace you with love!”
Much
too overcome, she broke down and started to whine.
The
voice said “hush now child, don’t you know that you are mines?”
Her
eyes lit with joy and in the moonlight softly they did glisten.
The
little girl knew that she had better stop crying and to listen.
She
looked up to the voice with a melancholy sigh.
The
voice said “stop sobbing my child and wipe those tears from your
eyes!”
She
said “Father, dear Father is it the time, the time of my death?”
“Have
you come for me dear Father, to take me for yourself?”
She
looked down at herself at her tattered and torn clothes.
Not
dressed appropriately for her heavenly sojourn she innocently
supposed.
“Well,
sorry that I am not much to look at as you can plainly see.”
“But
please do not let it affect your decision to come and take me.”
The
Father looked down and lovingly shook his head.
“My precious, little child it
is only your will that is dead.”
“I
look deep, ventricle deep at a heart that is pure, and true.”
“Therefore
your appearance has no bearing on how I perceive you.”
“Your
heart it seems is just bursting and full to capacity with love.”
“And
someday
you’ll make a perfect fit here with us up above.”
“Someday!”
she screamed “this cannot be!”
“I
thought you were here Father to come and take me!”
As
you can imagine, this kind of confused the precious little girl.
For
the Lord told her to stay and contribute her gifts to the world!
Anger
and sadness was written undeniably all over her face!
For
she no longer wanted to stay and live in disgrace!
The
little girl’s heart broke and again she was overcome with grief.
Then
she looked up at the Lord with utter disbelief!
“What
gifts Father? Of what is it do you speak?”
“Gifts
are not what I need at this moment; it is your comfort that I seek!”
“I
am poor dear Father, now I ask you who in this world is going to
listen to me?”
“I
have not riches, well none that I can see.”
“Riches
do not define you child nor anything you can ever own.”
“It
is your prayer for imminent death, which I choose to postpone.”
“Postpone
my death? I have nothing Father and my life is torn apart.”
“Maybe
dear child but you still have a heart.”
“Maybe
she replied but I want something real.”
“Something
I can touch, and things I can feel.”
“Well
now child, does not your heart feel pain as you have often said?”
“Your
heart must feel something, for you certainly are not dead.”
She
answered “why? I cannot tell the difference, not even if I tried.”
“My
heart is shattered to pieces and tonight my spirit died.”
“Start
believing in yourself child the Lord said and stop asking why!”
“Stand
up on your feet and you hold your head high!”
“You are a joint heir of Christ
and thus entitled to all things thereof.
“All
you are lacking really is just a little bit of love.”
“Often
offering your love to others and wanting just a little of it back.”
“Thus
I sayest the Lord have come to give you the portion that you lack.”
“There
is a reason my child why you were put on this earth.”
“Though
you lost the vision from doubting your self-worth.”
“I
am not partial, or a respecter of position, nor to injustice am I
blind.”
“And
in my image little one, I created all of mankind.”
“But
man deviated from my guidance and took it upon themselves.”
“Seeking
power and position in their pursuits of immense wealth.”
“In
your mother’s womb I watched as you were beautifully formed.”
“In
a cushion of comfort where you felt safe and warm.”
“Just
know that I am the God who created the heavens and the earth.”
“Yet
I was there in the room when your mother gave birth.
“Now
don’t go worrying child all is not lost.”
“I
emerged triumphant when I hung on the cross.”
“Though
the form of the cross has changed in the eyes of man.”
“I
conquered death and now sit at my Father’s right hand.”
“You
my dear I will never forsake.”
“I
am here to prevent you from making a dreadful mistake.”
“You
reasoned to yourself, you thought that no one cared.”
“I
heard your cry and I have now answered your prayer.”
“How
Father? How have your answered me?”
“I
want to go home with you, dear Father can’t you see?”
“Everyone
is too busy and they will not even notice that I am gone.”
“I
spend most of my time in my room and always alone.”
“Alone?
The Lord said. No child I have always been there.”
“Your
family will truly miss you and they really do care.”
“Well,
it does not really matter anymore Father, I just want to go.”
The
Lord looked down at her and shook his head “No.”
“Now
this thing that you are asking, well it is quite a sorrowful task.”
“Unfortunately
my child, I will not do as you have asked.”
“No
my child, I have not come to take you away.”
“You
have work to do in the future, thus you must stay.”
“Sometimes
your pain most assuredly will be more than enough.”
“But
I promise that I will be there with you when the going gets tough.”
“No
matter what it looks like, do not ever despair.”
“For
I will never, ever put more on you than you are equipped to bear.”
“When
all else fails child, you better believe that I never will.”
“All
I ask is that you trust me and just be still.”
“From certain pain
unfortunately well, you will not be excluded.”
“So
you can be a witness to others is why I put you through it.”
“Yes,
you have endured much child, at such a tender young age.”
“Yet
the pain that you have bared has not tarnished your face.”
She
said to the Father “surely there has got to be better than this.”
The
Lord answered “yes
and here is a glimpse of what you’ll miss.”
In
the blink of an eye he gave her a view of the life she’d come to
know.
Then
he asked her once again “now are you sure you want to go?”
Across
plains of time she saw people who’d draw strength from her pain.
It
happened so quickly that she thought she was going insane.
There
were children and adult alike her who lives she would profoundly
touch.
Then
suddenly her pain compared to theirs did not hurt nearly as much.
She
saw people and places the world over spanning across the expanse of
the sky.
Then
Lord inquired of her once again “now do you really want to die?”
She
lowered her head and she thought a moment, just a moment to herself.
Then
she responded “wow, it seems that I will after all be something
else.”
“I
guess, well I suppose my life is not a waste.”
“I
had given up hope, anguishing foolishly in haste.”
The
angels in heaven all began to clap & rejoice!
“Praise
the Lord for the child has made the right choice!”
“Halleluiah!
This child will go on and do great things through you!”
The
child answered quickly “yes Father, now I know what I must do!”
The
little girl jumped up and danced in place.
A
jubilant smile rounded out her pretty, little face.
“Oh
Father, I am so thankful that to my pain you have put an end.”
“Oh
thank you Father, people will never hurt me again.”
The
Lord warned “hark; now there will sometimes still be pain and woe!”
“I
have shown you for your benefit, things that only I know!”
“But
watch and pray and keep a close eye!”
“Some
of things you will go through, well now you know why.”
“Yes,
the trials will come that you alone must often endure.”
“But
there is one thing that you can most certainly be sure.”
“That
I will never leave you nor will I ever forsake you.”
“And
when your deed is done here, it is only then will I take you!”
“But
for now go on; go on my precious, little child”
“Go
on in my glory and wait just a while.”
“For
in the eyesight of the Lord a thousand years is like a day.”
“There
is no rush as I have chosen to let you stay.”
“I
will direct you my child to things that you must do.”
“For
the harvest is great but the workers are few.”
The
little girl answered “thank you father, I think I now understand!”
“I
will go on striving in faith and do the best that I can.”
“There
is a god who loves me for me.”
“Who
looks beyond what the natural eye can see.”
“How
you define happiness, well that is entirely up to you.”
“But
my word is my bond and will always be true.”
“Oh
yes dear Father! To your love and mercy, I will forever attest.”
“For
I now know who I am; I am a child truly blessed.”
A
single tear rolled down her flushed, rosy cheek.
Overcome
with joy she just could not speak!
The
Lord said “every tear you have cried, I have stored away in a jar.
Sight
unseen it may seem, I will never be far.
The
little girl nodded her approval, then lay her head down.
The
heavens closed before her without so much as a sound.
She
smiled a bright smile, much brighter than the moon!
As
the last soft beam of light drifted quietly from her room.
Although
the little girl had her eyes closed rather tight.
She
managed to sneak a peek as it faded gradually from sight.
She
was stunned when she heard the mantle clock chime.
For
barely a minute has passed as it is with time!
The
Lord was right a day like a thousand, a minute to a day.
It
seemed like hours, perhaps he intended it that way.
She
laid her head back down and off to sleep she went.
For
she knew that the message received was no doubt heaven sent.
She
learned that her pain would be a ministering to those in need.
She
learned this after the Lord planted & watered the seed.
A
seedling that was longing to be nurtured, and destined to grow.
The
Lord often looks in on her, saying “would you look at my child go!”
From
that day forth the little girl learned to tune her ear.
To
the voice of the Lord so that she could most definitely hear.
The
people that had shunned her now seek her advice.
Rather
then turn them away she instead treated them nice.
In
her progressive walk of life she learned that there are no lessons in
death.
She
learned this from the Lord in spite of her “woe-is-me self.”
The
Lord was right about all the things she would have most certainly
missed!
She
looks to the heavens daily and blows him a kiss!
Oh
Precious Little Girl, you now know who you are!
By
divine intervention you have made it quite far!
Though
you be just a fledgling, not quite ready to go it alone.
Just
look to the Lord for direction and your path will be shown.
As
for your footsteps they will be directed as to the way you should go!
Where
you will end up, well that is something only GOD knows!*
Noteworthy
Mention: The words spoken by the Lord are emboldened in red for
illustrative purposes*
