Childhood Stories

Protection

My mother-in-law can spin a tale that will captivate my children for hours. Although I enjoy writing, I’ve never been quick on my feet and I always fall short when my daughters ask me to “tell” them a story. I usually resort to one of my childhood favorites: The Great Big Enormous Turnip, but there are only so many times you can “tell and tell again” the same story and keep little ones interested. So when our youngest began asking me daily to tell her a story it didn’t take long before I ran out of fresh ideas.

While contemplating my delima, I remembered that when I was little I loved to here stories about my mother and grandmother’s childhood. So I began to recount stories about when I was a girl, and where better to start but from the beginning. Of course many of these stories are not ones that are etched in my memory, for I was only 2 or 3 years old. Rather they are stories that my mother shared with me from my childhood.

Stories like the day when I was two years old and decided to go on a walk with my faithful German Shepherd, Wendy. I was pulling my little red wagon behind me. Before Mom found me, I had walked a block, turned the corner & walked another 2 blocks.

About a year later I wandered off again. This time Mom found me enjoying the sunshine as I floated in a blow up canoe right in the middle of our neighbors above ground pool.

Another day Mom & I had gone to the beach. She accidentally fell asleep while I sat in the sand beside her beach chair. When she woke the tide had come in. She looked over and the water had completely covered my head. She said all she could see were my big blue eyes looking up at her as I held my breath each time a wave came.

As I recounted these stories I clearly saw God’s hand of protection upon my life.

I’m so glad He was watching over me & that still does.

The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, and delivers them. Psalms 34:7

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One thought on “Childhood Stories

  1. Betty Garnett says:

    I love this story, Kina! Especially the wrap up, Psalm 34:7.

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