She had longed for, dreamed of, and planned how to
make it happen for months. It had lots of pockets, pouches,
and zippers. It was one of her favorite colors, camouflage
green. This Bible cover was “it”. Spotted at the Sunday school
Bible bucks store, this cover required a long process of
showing up and doing various activities to earn the purchasing
power for this much-desired item. Bible buck deals and trades
with her sister had been made, broken, and renegotiated,
delaying the procurement of this yearned for object. She
worked extra hard to secure the needed bucks for the deal.
Sunday was the day. She had enough to purchase the
cover as well as five extra bucks to buy canned goods to donate
to those in need of food. She counted and recounted and had
a plan. As we got ready to leave the house, she dropped hints
and obviously couldn’t wait to get in the car and head to
church. Running ahead, she got into line, anxious to make this
long awaited, in the life of a nine year old, purchase.
As I came up a minute or so later, I could read the
distress on her face. Holding back tears, she said, “It’s gone.”
Someone a bit ahead of her in line had scored this treasured
item. I reached out to comfort her and with body language and
words, she pushed me away. My heart hurt for her as I felt the
big drop of disappointment alongside her. When she
emotionally pushed back, my immediate response was to just
walk away in my own rejected state, a pattern left over from
my attachment challenges. But as I took a few steps down the
hall, a still small voice whispered, “Don’t walk away. Give this
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