EGGS AND TOAST, THE FROG, AND THE GUN

It was morning and the air was filled with the smell of scrambled eggs and toast. The lights were big and bright, and there were so many of them. The long, bright hallway seemed to go on forever, and there was a strange, not so bad, smell I had never smelled before. It was the first day of head start, and my sister and I were excited about it. We were going to have so much fun.

After breakfast was over, we went to our classroom to learn a few things and have some of that fun we were anticipating. I don’t remember many books but I remember the awesome multicolored, multi-shaped block set we got to play with, and the multicolored sticks and wheel set. I loved those toys.

At recess, we went to the playground. There we saw several things that we had never seen before. There were big tractor tires to play in, seesaws to seesaw on, swings to swing in, and a big set of monkey bars to climb on. We were a little apprehensive at first because we didn’t know what to do and we were a little afraid because, like I said, we had never seen anything like that before.

We didn’t have a TV at home, and we didn’t really get out that much because we didn’t have a car, so our experiences were limited. Plus, I was only five years old, and she was four. We finally got up the nerve to play. I don’t remember what I played on first, but I remember making my way over to those monkey bars. I wasn’t a good climber, but I did my best and finally made it to the top. That didn’t last long at all, though. Before I knew what was happening, I fell to the ground with a thud. Ohhhhhhh!!!! It hurt. I think I may have even cried. I soon recovered, and we went back inside for more learning and playing.

Another day, we were playing outside, and I saw a red frog. That’s another thing I had never seen before. I yelled out, “Hey, I found a red frog.” Only one kid seemed interested, and he came running as fast as he could. He ran right up to me, and pulled his toy cowboy gun out of the holster and smashed the frog with the handle. He said, “My momma said red frogs are poison.” I didn’t care what his momma said, he had just brutally killed an innocent frog. How could he just murder one of God’s creatures without even blinking an eye or thinking twice? That was just plain mean. It made me mad, so I hit him in the midsection, and made him cry. I don’t know why, but that was the first thing that came to my young mind. Naturally, I got in trouble, and rightfully so, but I felt justified because I thought he deserved to be punished in some way.

Each day before lunch, we would line up in the hall by the kitchen and have prayer to thank God for the food we were about to receive. One day we were in line and the teacher was praying. When she finished, one little boy said, “Teacher, Robbie had his eyes open during prayer.” The teacher said, “you had your eyes open during prayer, too, if you saw his eyes opened.” The kid just dropped his head and looked down at the floor. Then we got our food and sat down and ate.

I have a lot of memories from my childhood, and most of them are good, and even though we didn’t have a lot of things, we had lots of love. We always had food and a roof over our heads. We even had some toys. We didn’t know we were poor because we always had everything we thought we needed and at that time, we didn’t have anyone else to compare ourselves to. If you don’t know what you’re missing, you don’t miss it.

That’s why it’s so important to tell others about the love of Jesus, and a saving relationship with him. There are many people in the world who don’t believe there is a God, but there are many who do believe he exists, but they don’t know him. They’ve never met him or experienced the amazing feeling of forgiveness. I’ve known about Jesus all my life, and I was baptized when I was 12 years old, but I never knew what I was missing until I was born again years later. I dare say there are many others out there in that same situation. They need to know. Everyone needs to know and understand the love of God, and how much he wants to be with us. Whatever your passion is, whatever you love to do in life, find a way to use that to help others, and to introduce them to Jesus. We don’t have much longer. He’s coming back soon. The world needs to know.

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