The Painting of a Room and Other Touching Tales

Well, my grandparents are moving in today.  They haven't arrived yet, but my little brothers are up north helping them pack and the older kids are at home. Now that may sound nice, but the older kids (I am one of these) are at home.... painting the room that my grandparents are going to live in.  I had no idea how labor intensive painting a room was. Luckily, it was super fun (for most of it.)  We painted the walls and each other, listened to Enya (I just can't stop listening to Enya,) and joked around.  After that we did a bit of clean up just to get ready.  This was definitely my least favorite part.  After that Red, Ellie, and I went to McDonald's. I got two Spicy McChickens and a mango smoothie.  I love mango smoothies. They are  by far the best smoothie possibly bought.  After McDonald's we took Red home and Ellie and I headed to Walmart (or as my family knows it, SmallFart.) We bought some stuff and headed home. That's where I am now.  So after giving a synopsis of my day I provide for you a touching story that I recently read on Facebook.

A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted. As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book. Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words...PAID IN FULL. How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? Please share this :)

I really like that story, kinda describes life really well. :)