That lady was in a real hurry. She went to the Mall to buy some last minute Christmas gifts.

There were many people in there, and she was disturbed by this situation. She thought to herself: I will stay here for an eternity, and I have got so much to do!

Getting a bit depressed, she thought about how Christmas was becoming just a big business.

Walking fast amongst people, she got inside a toy store. Once again, she caught herself complaining about the prices. She wondered if her grandchildren would really play with those toys.

When she walked around the dolls section, she saw a little boy, around five, holding a very expensive doll.

He was touching the doll's hair and holding her with extreme care. The woman could not help watching him, asking herself to whom would it be.

Another woman got close to the boy and he asked her: Don't I have enough money, aunt? The woman answered impatiently: You know you do not have enough money to buy it.

She then told the boy to stay where he was while she got the other things they needed. The boy waited there, always holding the doll very carefully.

After a while, the woman came closer to the boy and asked him who was going to get that doll. He answered: This is the doll my little sister wished for Christmas.

She was so sure she would get it this Christmas, said the little boy with a glimpse of sadness.

The woman felt compassion for the boy and told him that, at Christmas, she would take herself the doll to his little sister, but he told her: No, you can not go where my little sister is.

I have to give it to my Mum, so she can take it to my little sister.

And where is your sister?, she asked him.

The boy answered sadly: She is gone with Jesus. My father told me that Mum is going to meet her very soon.

The woman felt her heart shrinking. The boy continued: I asked my Dad to tell my Mum not to go yet.

I told him to ask her to wait until I get back from the Mall.

The boy then grabbed some pictures in his pocket, which had been taken in front of the mall and said: I will ask my Dad to take these pictures to my Mum, so that she may never forget about me.

I really like my mother, I do not want her to leave. But Dad said she has to meet my little sister.

While the little one looked at the pictures, the woman took some money from her wallet and asked him to count again his money.

He did it and said, feeling satisfied: I am sure it will be enough. Now I can buy the doll.

And he also said: I have just asked Jesus to give me enough money to buy this doll so my Mum can take it to my sister, and He heard my prayer.

I also asked Him for the money to be enough so I could buy a white rose for my Mum too, and He just gave me enough to buy both.

You know, my Mum likes white roses a lot...

Some minutes later, the boy's aunt arrived and the woman left.

As she finished her shopping, now with a different disposition, the woman could not stop thinking about the little boy.

She remembered reading on a newspaper, a few days before, the story of an accident caused by a drunk driver, in which a little girl passed away, and her mother was seriously injured.

She realized the boy belonged to that family.

Two days latter, she read on the papers that the woman from the accident had passed away.

She could not stop thinking about the little boy... She bought some white roses and took them to the funeral...

There was a woman's body... with a white rose in one hand, a beautiful doll in the other, and the picture of the little boy in front of the Mall.

Tears rolled in the woman's face when she realized the greatness of love from that little boy for his mother and sister...

Such love not even death can defeat...

A kind of love that goes beyond physical existence...

The true love taught by Master Jesus to human kind...

Spiritist Moment Team, based on
a story by unknown writer.
November 16.2009.