If God were to speak to you and say, “My child you have been blessed with extra special love, go out and choose someone you have never met and give this love to them.” Where would you go? Would you just run down to the local store? Maybe to a mall or restaurant? How long would it take for you to decide? As this thought came to me, and I started writing, I asked myself where would I go? Well I would go to a hospital. One where they have the facilities for premature babies. The reason is well first, I have a soft spot in my heart for children, and I have actually been in a preemie ward. I have seen the tiny, little, brittle ones hanging on for life. Also you here people say when a young one passes, they didn't even get a chance to live. Now no disrespect intended, I feel as long as the child feels love from someone and especially love from God, they have lived. I also feel there are adults who at one time had life through love, and for some reason that life slowly vanished, and they need recharged. So as I thought on this, I pictured this. I walk into a hospital to the preemie ward, I go over to a child with hoses and wires everywhere, and hear the sound of the machines helping this child to live. I just stand there and look at this precious child for what seems forever. A tear starts to fall from my eye. I reach down and touch this child and I am amazed as this child who can barely breath, opens their tiny little eyes and smiles. And as we look into each other’s eyes, and with tears falling, I say, “I do not know who you are, or what you are to become, I just know God wishes for you to have this special love.” And with that I walk out not knowing if I will ever know the future of this child. As I go on with my life, the joy of that day stays with me. Then one day I get an invitation. I am at the event and this young individual, who is graduating from high school, gets up and tells a story of when they where just a little tiny, brittle child in a hospital preemie ward. They tell about when someone touched them and spoke some words. And as they finish, they thank God for that day, and look strait at me and say, “Even though I just graduated, and may not be 100% sure of my future plans, I thank you.” As they finish, they walk up to me, and as they throw their arms around me I hear these words, “God wishes for you to have this Special Love.” As we share stories and tears and promise to always remember each other, I think to myself, “God’s love is always special, I wonder why this is different.” Later on as I am sitting, just thinking on this, I hear in my mind these words. “Yes, God’s love is always special. The instructions were for a reason. Yes, you have family and friends who will always be there. The reason for the picking of someone you have never met is to show the strength and effect of God’s love by one person following simple instructions. And when the time is here you will feel the full affect of this.” With that I go on with my life, spending as much time as possible with my family, watching our family grow in God’s love. Then I get another invitation. This one is for a wedding. As the celebrating begins, the spouse of this individual comes up to me and thanks me for that day in the hospital preemie ward. As they hug me I hear this, “God wishes for you to share more of the love you have.” I am somewhat confused; yet I go on knowing one day I will know what this means. As my family and I grow stronger in God’s love, I start to realize what those words meant. (To share more of God’s love) I have the opportunity to Minister to different groups, and one on one to individuals. I go to hospitals and nursing homes, and see the faces of people light up as I share what God has blessed me with. Then I get a letter. It reads, “We are proud to announce the birth of our child.” And it goes on to explain the baby’s weight, height, etc. They invite me to visit. I arrive, and they take me into the room where their baby is sleeping. I just stand there, and as a falls the memories of the day I first laid eyes on this precious baby’s parent flows through my mind. I reach down and take the tiny hand, and to my surprise this tiny, healthy child opens their tiny little eyes and smiles. And without thinking I say, “God wishes for me to share more of His special love with you. Years go by and the day arrives when my child is dating that special person, and it is time for us to be introduced. As we visit, they tell of the day when their family attended a revival and that the individual ministering told of the day that someone touched them while in the preemie ward. I think, “Wow this is starting to make sense.” Then one day as I lay in a hospital bed, my old fragile body with wires and hoses around and the sound of machines, just hanging on, I get a visitor. Yes, it is the individual who I once visited in a hospital preemie ward, in almost the exact same setting. As we look into one another’s eyes, they speak these words to me. “I will always remember, even though I do not understand how, the day you touched me and said to me, God wishes for you to have this special Love. And as the years passed I often thought, ‘God’s Love is always special’ and wondered why this was any different. The same answer would always come to mind. One day you will know.” As they wipe away the tears from themselves and also from me, they continue with these words. “Everyone has the ability to share God’s love. It takes a special person to obey and share His love.” And as my eyes close I see Jesus. Jesus walks up to me, and says, “Arise, my child.” And as Jesus wraps His loving arms around me, I hear these words, “Thank you my child for being extra special, and sharing Our Father’s special love.”
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