A story

A story
In a hot day of summer in the south of Florida, a boy decided go to swim in the lagoon behind his house. It left running for the back door, it was thrown in the water and he/she swimed happy. Her mom from the house looked at it for the window, and she did with horror what happened. At once he/she ran toward their son screaming him the strongest thing that could. Hearing him the boy was alarmed and he/she looked at swiming toward their mom. But it was too much afternoon. From the jetty the mom grabbed the boy for her arms. Fair when the cayman grabbed him his legs. The woman pulled certain, with all the force of her heart. The crocodile was stronger, but the mom was much more passionate and her love didn't abandon her.

A gentleman that listened the screams hurried toward the place with a gun and it killed the cocodrilo.El boy he survived and, although his legs suffered enough, he/she could still end up walking. When it left the trauma, a journalist asked to the boy if he wanted to teach him the scars of his legs. The boy lifts the quilt and it showed them to him. But then, with great pride you remango the sleeves and he/she said:

"But those that you should see are these."

They were the marks of their mom's fingernails that had pressed with force. "I have them because mom didn't loose me and you/he/she saved me the life."


Moral:

We also have scars of a painful past. Some are caused by our procederes, but some are the print of God that has sustained us with force so that we don't fall in the claws of the wrong. God always blesses them, and remember that if it has hurted you at some time the soul, it is because God, he/she has held on to too strong so that you don't fall. In the life we should always thank and to bless what we receive, for well or for bad, until God in its love reveals us the reason.