The Broken Doll


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Here's a story a friend of mine once told me, in her own words:

One day my young daughter was late coming home from school. I was both annoyed and worried. When she came through the door, I demanded in my upset tone that she explain why she was late.

She said, "Mommy, I was walking home with Julie, and halfway home, Julie dropped her doll and it broke into alot of pieces."

"Oh, honey," I replied, "you were late because you helped Julie pick up the pieces of her doll to put them back together."

In her young and innocent voice, my daughter said, "No Mommy. I didn't know how to fix the doll. I just stayed to help Julie cry."

Dan Clark

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Many times we try to fix other people's problems with all our wise advice, but there are indeed many times when we only need to help a person cry! As we encourage let the HOLY SPIRIT guide us!


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