Rainbow's End(3)

<font color="navy"><i><b> ~*~ Rainbow's End ~*~ <font color="Navy"><i> One evening last week I was sitting out in my backyard and watching a beautiful Rainbow stretched across the sky. I felt the very smallest on the planet that day. This Rainbow went on in order and composure to a perfect bow. I did'nt notice a young girl sitting on a blanket head hung low, until I followed the end of the rainbow back downward to earth again. I said hello, to her and ask if she was enjoying the artwork of the heavens, her answer surprised me, but I felt her pain. She said no mam, I am sitting here as a punishment as I didn't get things done as I should have, and on time. Walking over to her blanket, I sit down there beside her and we talked for awhile about small things and just about life in general. I began to tell her a short story I read once, of a father and son. The father which had to correct his child for something he had done contrary to what was ask of him, I was showing her an example of the trust of the son and his father, and the means we all have to forgive. I continued on with the story of a Father and son , which were in this similar situation. As the story goes, this son, who was fearful of correction and the anger it may bring from his father's eyes to him. The son who was quiet willing to go without correction and chastisment ask of his father a different means of punishment when he was to be corrected. After careful consideration, the father knowing the son's heart, agreed to a visual correction and ask the son to comply with his ways. He told his beloved son that when he did wrong instead of the normal correction which the son so feared; he would use example to show how often we ere in our path of life. We need this correction while we are living our daily life. So with that being said, he tells his son that everytime he is doing wrong that he will take of a box of nails and drive one nail in the new fence post, The son said, that wont be a problem ,for I am a good son, and I will do what is right in your eyes. The next day ,circumstances of life found the young son in anger and he cursed out loud, not knowing that the father was in ear shot. So the Father walks out to the fence post and drives a nail in the fence. Not many hours later the son fell into another temptation, and was again ,witness to the father out in the yard driving yet another nail into the fence post. With repeated trials the son failed miserably, and was witnessing a fence post all but full of nails. This angered the son so much that all his sins , being recorded on the post outside, and for him to see his err of his ways. He called for his father, and sitting along side of his bed that night, before he went to sleep,he said,Father, what can I do to clear the post of all of these sins and failures of my life? The father said ,son, only ask, and be sorry that it happened, and all of these nails will be removed from the post. This made the son very happy, and he ask his father to remove them, saying that he will try harder to be a good son and please his father every day and night of his life. The next day the son was outside and walking along the fence row he touched the scars where the nails had left impressed deep in the new post. This troubled the son deeply so he went to his father and said, "Father, although I have been good, and you have taken away the nails from the post,I find these scars are just as horrifying and ugly, as all of those nails staring back at me from the post". How can I make amends for the holes in this post? Hearing this the father replied, son, although things can be removed by forgivness, yet the scars are still there for observation. This is when we will just have to Trust our Heavenly Father to take away the scars with time, and know that all things work together for good,to those who love the Lord. After I finished my story,with this young girl sitting here on the blanket,I turned to her and ask her if she understood the significance of forgivness. She said yes, that she had just moments ago forgiven her father for rape! *~* ...In our life, we do not know when we will be called along side someone to give witness of a Merciful,Loving and Forgiving Heavely Father! Short Story Written by: Gloria/ Reflections by Glostarg 2005 ©Copyright September 28, 2005