Today I
stopped by a Salvation Army store on the coast. As a waited in line, a young
girl approached the counter – raggedly clothes, unruly hair, but a hopeful
light in her eyes. “Sir, how much is this?” she asked. She held up a silken yellow
“princess dress,” with satin finish and lacey frills on the edges.
The cashier didn’t
blink. “3.99,” he said flatly.
Immediately
the girl’s face fell. “Oh,” she said. “Uh, I… I can’t buy it then,” she
stammered. She turned away to take the dress back, but before she took a step,
the lady in front of me snatched the dress out of her hands. “I’ll take that!”
she said triumphantly. “Here, honey,” she motioned to her daughter. “We’ll get
this one too!”
The lady had
been standing at the counter, preening, buying a costly amount of clothing and
goodies for herself and her daughter. Her daughter stood at the counter –
fairly the same age as the girl who first asked about the dress, but a total
contrast: designer clothes, perfect hair, with a slightly bored air of soon-spoiled
person.
The daughter
glanced at the yellow princess-dress that the mother waved before her. “I don’t
want it,” she sniffed. And sure enough, a slight rip stuck out of the collar
inseam. The dress was still good, but it was marred. “You sure, honey?” the
mother asked dotingly. “Yes,” replied the daughter.
The mother
handed the dress to the cashier. He picked it up to place it behind the
counter. But the interplay hit me hard. From the first moment, seeing the
hopeful light extinguished in the raggedy girl’s eyes, and then the dress
lavished on a girl with a full shopping cart, who didn’t value it… it was too
much. “Ask that little girl if she would like this dress if someone bought it
for her,” I told the cashier.
He blinked. “Are
you going to pay for this?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. “If she wants it, I’ll buy
it for her.” So he called back to the raggedy girl: “Would you like this dress
if someone buys it for you?” She looked up, startled. “Me?” A look of wonder
stole over her face. She ran back to the counter.
“Someone is
going to buy this for me?” she asked. All three adults at the counter smiled:
me, the cashier, and the lady. “Yes,” everyone said in unison. “Could… could I
try it on first?” she hesitantly queried. “Sure,” I said. “Go try it on.”
So she took
the dress and ran away with a snaggletooth smile.
The lady
buying clothes for her daughter stopped for a moment, and looked at me. “That was
so nice,” she said. “So, so nice.” I smiled back at her. “Thank you!” But my
reward was already in the renewed light in that raggedy girl’s eyes.
I waited for
the lady to complete her purchases, paid for my stuff and then stepped to the
side, waiting for the girl to return. In a little while, she came back, this
time carrying a pink princess dress – even nicer than the yellow one. She
handed me the dress with a shy look. “Oh, you want this dress instead?” I asked.
She nodded and then shuffled her feet.
This dress
had a price tag: 4.99.
I looked at
the girl, “This dress is 4.99!” She only nodded again.
The faith of
a child! From fallen countenance to brash faith – what a change even slight
hope makes!
I laughed,
thrilled to my heart. I reached into my pocket and peeled off a five dollar
bill. “Here you go,” I said. “Merry Christmas!”
She smiled that
snaggletooth smile, and it spread across her face like fairest Christmas
wreath on snowy castle door. “Thank you!” she said. The light in her eyes was beautiful to behold.
I smiled
back at her. “You’re welcome!” “Take care, now!”
I turned to
leave, and looked around at a circle of people – all smiling, nodding their
thanks. I waved, and left, a song in my heart – a holy moment at a Salvation
Army store, and a raggedy girl now adorned in hope-inspiring princess dress!
I walked to
the truck, holy laughter still in my heart. Such a metaphor of true faith!
Faith that accepts the word of the Father for what it is, and comes back with
higher ante: Father, you said that you would spare the city for the sake of
fifty righteous, but what about forty-five? Forty? Thirty? Twenty? Ten? And the
Father smiles, “Yet for the sake of ten!” “Put it on the tab.”
Psalm 81:10
began to ring in my spirit, “Open your mouth wide and I will fill it!”
Oh, how God
loves a child who takes Him at His word and then presses the promise to the
full! Alleluia!
Listen to
the promises of grace, friends. And open your mouth wide, that God might fill
it with good things.
Psalm 2:8 – Only
ask me, and I will give you the nations as your inheritance, the whole earth as
your possession.
1 John 5:14 –
This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything
according to His will, He hears us.
Psalm 145:19
– He fulfills the desires of those who fear Him; He hears their cry and saves
them.
John 14:13 –
And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified
in the Son.
Mat. 7:7 – Ask
and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be
opened to you.
Eph. 3:20-21
– Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine,
according to His power that is at work within us, to Him be glory in the church
and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Alleluia!
Selah.