THE DOLL

Over the years, I have had numerous jobs.  One of my favorites was as an auction cashier.  I love numbers and there was no feeling like ending the auction by balancing to the penny.  When I decided I was tired of being too hot, too cold, and using the port-a-pot, I missed that challenge.  BUT I also missed the magic moments that sprang up.

It was a large sale and people were everywhere.  Some were checking out the old farm equipment.  Some were looking over the dishes.  Some were looking in the boxes that would sell for 50 cents.  You never knew.  There could be a prize buried at the bottom of the box.  The gem you had been looking for. 

Then there were the little girls.  They had found a doll with three faces.  One face was smiling, one was crying, and one was asleep.  They were mesmerized, as one after another took turns making the face go from happy to sad.  Sad to sleeping.  Sleeping to happy.  One girl cradled the doll, holding it close to her heart.  Would she be able to talk her parents into buying this doll for her?

Finally, the auctioneers were ready to sell the doll and standing front and center was the little girl.  She did not take her eyes off the doll.  The ring man picked up the doll.  He made a big deal of turning the face from happy to sad to sleeping.  He played to the crowd.  The auctioneer called for a bid.  $1.  Then nothing.  The doll was not old.  The doll was not valuable.  Maybe, $5. 

The auctioneer called a $5 bid.. then $10 .. then $15.  People stopped looking at other items and turned their gaze to the doll.  What was going on?  $15?  No .. now $20, $30, $40 and then $50.  Everyone finally realized the auctioneers were having fun.  There was no $50 bid.  I wrote $5 on the bid sheet and put the auctioneer’s number on the sale.

BUT there was a little girl, standing front and center, who had not taken her eyes off the doll.  That is when the magic happened.  The ring man turned to the little girl and handed the doll to her.  She reached out, took the doll, and gently drew it to her heart.

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Now think … You are the doll and Jesus is the little girl.  Jesus is right there, standing front and center.  He has paid the price for your soul.  He will gently draw you to his heart.