Little Girl Necklace

Menu is a sweet, lovable and beautiful girl, aged six years. She is an adorable kid as she obeys every word of the elders. Menu’s parents loved her for her amazing behavior.

One day her mother took her to go grocery shopping. As they passed the shops, Menu noted a cute plastic pearl necklace in dazzling pink! She asked her mother to buy her the necklace. Her mother told her it cost a few pennies and she asked her to do some chores, so that for every completed work Menu will get some money and she could buy the pink necklace.

Menu prepared a to-do list and assisted her mom with all the chores. Her mom was so happy and she paid enough money to buy the pink necklace. Menu happily purchased the desired necklace and wore it just everywhere, every time, except while taking a bath. Her mom told that her neck would turn pink and the pearls would lose its sheen if she wore it while bathing. She wore it even while sleeping.

Menu was known for her kindness and respect to elders. Her dad wanted to play with her. Her daddy used to tell her bedtime stories frequently.

One day, after completing a story, her dad asked how much she loved him. Menu replied, ‘you know how much I love you’.

Dad asked, ‘Then give me your pearl necklace please!’

Menu replied, ‘Please daddy, I love you so much but please don’t ask for pearls. I will give you the pink Barbie which you bought me a month ago.’

Dad replied, ‘Fine sweetheart.’ and left.

After a few days, the same conversation was held between Menu and her dad.

Again, Menu refused to give her pearl necklace and instead asked her dad to take her pet.

Dad kissed her and left with a smile.

This conversation was repeated several times.

One day, she slept while her dad was reading her a story. As he was about to leave her room, Menu in her sleep, said, ‘Here dad, please don’t take the pearl necklace.’ She was holding the necklace in her hands. Her dad with a big smile gently without disturbing her sleep, took off the pearl necklace from her hand. The next moment, she woke up and asked, ‘Dad what are you doing?’

Dad replied, ‘darling your pearl necklace had fallen on the floor, I was just picking!’

Dad, by hiding the plastic necklace taken by Menu’s hand, immediately opened the jewel box placed near her bed and handed over the real and precious pink pearl necklace to Menu, and said, ‘Sweetheart, here is your necklace!’

She replied, ‘Thank you dad!’

Menu’s dad had been trying for a long time to make her give up the cheap pearl necklace for the real one. Finally, she gaveup and grabbed the real one.

Moral: God wants us to give up all those fake and cheap things we hold very preciously in our life. It can be habits, hatreds, harming relationships, activities, negative thoughts, etc. He will provide us genuine things to give up the fake!

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