By Michael Tidwell
I was the first one to leave the house, so I was the first one to see the gruesome scene. We had just bought two ducks, for the kid’s. They named them Jack and Jill. The night before, some animal decided Jill would make a nice dinner. I went back inside and told Crista what I had seen. I knew it was best to wake up Noah and go ahead and tell him to give him time to gain his composure, before he went to school. I hated to tell him because I knew how much he loved his animal’s. The poor boy had already experienced the death of a turtle and a rabbit. Nothing worse then watching your child cry because of a broken heart. “Noah” I said quietly. He looked so peaceful laying in his bed. I softly shook him. He begin to wake up. “I gotta tell you something, Noah. Something killed Jill last night.” Even though he was only five years old, he wanted to be strong but his eye’s began to tear up. “Buddy, it’s okay to cry.” I said to him. I was reminded why Jesus said, “Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven” (KJV Matthew 19:14). For God so loves the tender heart of a child.
Here’s a little girl standing here, a mother standing, holding two little girls. The little things come up, weeping. I wonder if a child, don’t sometimes condemn the adult, from their tender little heart. They haven’t pulled it through all kinds of disappointments of the world and things. It’s tender and sweet.
Brother William Branham / Let us see God 59-1129
Michael and his wife Crista, are blessed to have three beautiful children (Noah, Gracie, Luke). They live in the middle TN area and attend Eagle Christian church. He counts it a honor to be involved with Eagle’s View, BYC and serving as a evangelist. They enjoy being outdoors, traveling and above all serving the Lord.