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 A knock came weakly at the door, I'm in no mood 
to let him in.
Or anyone for Heaven Sake. Who dares to knock 
when it's  so late?

With anger did I wrench the door, and there 
before me stood a man.
So tattered, torn and woe galore...A traveler 
from a distant land.

‘A crust of bread? Madam" he said. A small piece 
for hungers pang.
‘Please, lovely miss, for such as this, A crust 
of bread is all I need.

Against my judgement I did stare and wondered at 
this stranger there
And bade him in from icy wind and warmed him by 
the fire's flare.

‘"Tis just a crust you so desire?" My heart felt 
warmed by his kind
"‘I'll give you loaves if you so care.  I'll give 
you two for I have

Then wondrous magic I beheld as rags turned into 
riches there.
And brilliant light surrounded us. I held my 
breath, I knelt in prayer.

""You did not turn me from your door. You brought 
me in and kept me warm

I give to you ‘my' crust of bread-this body, and 
this  blood I shed."

He placed the bread upon my tongue and sweetness 
flowed for I was free.
He said in words that echo still. "Do 
remember Me."

Many years have passed me by and I am old and 
idle now.
But always do I wait and pray for strangers to 
come at my door.

To share this tale and offer them a crust of 
bread from meager fare
For I have riches, far beyond mere silver, gold 
or jewels to wear.

I have the Savior's bread and Word to guide me 
into Heaven's bed.
And all I gave was oh, so small! A crust of 
bread, a crust of bread...

Sharon Eberhardt/ Copywrite Dec./200

My darling daughter,
 Recently I came across a diary of yours, written 
when you were nine.
Curiosity got the better of me and and I opened 
it. I read your goals
and amongst the ten most important ones, like 
diving from the tallest
board and being the best roller skater in the 
city, stood one little
goal that was too incredible- too unbelievable 
for me to take in. The
goal was, “to make mom happy.”
 I shook my head in disbelief as I read this. 
When did I burden your
nine year old spirit with this overwhelming task? 
Was I even aware of
I don’t think so, as I would have told you that 
you made me happy every
day of my life. My first thoughts in the morning 
were of you. When I got
home from work I couldn’t wait to see your pixie 
face and your little
braids, all mussed up from a hard day at school 
and play. The one thing
I looked forward to all day long was sitting down 
and talking to you and
finding out what your day was like. You kept my 
spirit alive, my mind
challenged and my body active. You were, and 
still are the light of my
 When I went to bed at night I would ask God to 
be beside you, for as a
working, single mother, I couldn’t always do 
that. While it was true
that I was a lonely person sometimes, I was 
always happy that I had my
little girl to hold and cherish. You were my 
I sometimes ask God why he gave me such a special 
gift. Without you, my
life would have been a void. Yet you held that 
terrible responsibility
that it was you who had to make me happy- and you 
never said a word.
If only I had known! So I will tell you now 
what’s in my heart.
  I never needed any other children, for you gave 
me the love of
thousands of them. You made me happy every day of 
my life and you
continue to do so.
 You are a mother now, with a child of your own. 
When she is growing,
tell her how happy she makes you. Try not to make 
the mistake that I
somehow did and burden her with a responsibly 
that is far beyond her
Sometimes we forget to say the words that is in 
our hearts. These words
can be so very precious to a child. They can make 
a world of difference
in their outlook of things. Sometimes, it’s not 
the things we ‘do’ say
but what we ‘don’t’ that counts. We tend to 
overlook that.
You are my joy in life, my little one. You always 
have been, and you
always will be. Never forget that, and tell that 
to the little child
inside you. Remind her that she was the most 
important and joyful thing
that ever happened to this humble woman! I love 
you, dearest daughter.

Copywrite 1999
Sharon Eberhardt


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