Friday, November 11, 2011

Not Forgotten~

Her reaction was completely unexpected.

Four years earlier, when just three years old, this precious little girl and I met in a preschool classroom. Her mom and dad in jail, she now lived with her grandpa and since grandpa had to "work, honey. I'm sorry but I have to leave you here so I can go to work, sweetheart," she spent her days with me and ten other three year olds.

To look at her you would have thought her life was made of happy. In dresses and bows, her beautiful face drew others to her, but her heart, in turmoil and distress, pushed away and ran in the other direction.

Little by little, day by day, she slowly welcomed me into her world. By the end of the year, we were heart to heart. But as is so normal in life, change came. The Lord led me to a new school across the country, so this precious little one and I said good bye.

Four years later, the Lord opened the door for me to visit New Jersey and the school that held so many memories and a piece of my heart. Imagine my surprise when I was told this precious little girl was now attending 1st grade in the Christian school next door.

As I raced to her classroom, my feet tried desperately to keep up with my heart. As I peeked in the small classroom door window, I spotted a girl in the far corner of the room.

Her reaction was totally unexpected.

As she turned to speak to a classmate, she spotted me spotting her, and without hesitation, dropped the book she was holding and came running in my direction.

Blurry running girl
{Photo Credit}

I barged into the room and ran straight into her open arms.

As we embraced, tears flowed down my cheeks.

How could she possibly remember me after all these years? 
Four  years to be exact? 
She was only three when I saw her last?

Curiosity getting the better of me, I looked down at her beautiful face and asked, "Do you still remember me, after all these years?"

As our eyes met, she squoze me even tighter, and spoke the words I will never forget,

"I don't know your name, but I know you love me."

How fitting that she didn't remember my name.  Who I was didn't matter.  Who I was wasn't important.  I was simply the one chosen by God to pour His love into this young, battered and shattered little heart.

She had felt His love and four years later, she had not forgotten it.

Today I am linking up with The Gypsy Mama for Five Minute Fridays. To read more devotional thoughts on the word "Unexpected" or to join in on the fun, visit her at:


  1. Lovely! Sometimes we may never know the impact we have. :)

  2. Stacy - now you've made me cry - just as well I don't have on any make-up! Great post, so heart-warming.
    God bless and have an awesome weekend

  3. what a beautiful story! and yes, i'm crying too already this morning. wow. we just never know, do we? how our actions, how our loving, affects those we come in contact with. truly beautiful.

  4. Wow, I'm actually tearing up. How truly, unexpectedly beautiful. What a gift - for both of you.

  5. Oh my goodnes... I love this so much. So much.

    In a former life I worked with little broken-hearted three year olds and I know just how entwined your hearts can become. Bless you dear for sharing your love and opening your heart to this little one. And thank you so much for sharing the story with us:)

  6. What a great 'story' and how true it is that our names don't matter, but what we allow God to do through us is what REALLY matters. Thank you for sharing.

  7. Oh, this is such a powerful, beautiful reminder of how the Father will use us to show His love! This is gorgeous, and I'm so thankful you shared it. (Thanks also for the comment you left on my own post!)

  8. This is so good Stacy. It's true that no matter what age we are, when God puts those special people in our lives, it is so amazing! Just knowing that someone loves and cares is such a gift from God! Thank you for sharing this story.
    Have a blessed weekend...Chelle

  9. Stacy,

    I love how God puts people together in the most unexpected ways, in ways we never saw coming. Praise Jesus for His love and mercy. Beautiful story. Blessings to you.

  10. Tears!!! We often forget that we touch lives, whether we mean to or not. Sometimes, we can leave a negative one.

    May you be blessed for touching a life like that.

  11. Stacy,

    What a beautiful story. Tears welled up in my eyes. God is just so amazingly unexpected.

    Thanks for stopping by my blog and sharing. It's wonderful to meet you.

  12. What a sweet moment... and a beautiful reminder of the power of loving generously! Thanks for sharing this! :)

  13. That is utterly beautiful! What an amazingly precious moment! WOW!


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