Daddy’s Home…
Playing favorites???
Growing up, my family did not have the extra money to buy cokes, candy bars, or snacks. It was spent on more important things like meat (thank God I am not a vegetarian). If I wanted a snack or a coke, I went across the street to Grammy’s house. Since I was the favorite grandchild, she ALWAYS had a “secret stash” of candy bars for me in the third canister by the sink. I would go over for a visit, grab a coke, check out my secret stash, and sit down at her table. Nobody else ever knew about my Honey Hole! One day, I went over for a sweet-tooth induced visit and jumped headfirst into the third canister. To my surprise, I pulled out a watermelon hard candy…my little brother’s favorite!!! “Grammy, what is this doing in here?” “Oh no, I put them in the wrong spot.” I found my Snickers & Zero bars in the 1st canister, but not before I found stashes of Whoppers, M&M’s, Werther’s, and Reece’s Pieces in the others… Talk about getting your eyes opened…I thought I was the favorite. Come to find out, we were all her favorites. As you go through life, remember that God plays favorites…and we are all God’s favorite. That should level the playing field a little bit. My Grammy made a big deal out of each of us…God wants to do the same. Shouldn’t we make a big deal out of Him in return? Remember that life is not about the gift…it’s about the Giver. Alan
