About: God Winks - Feliciana Reyes
They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and fellowship, to the breaking of bread and the prayers. [Acts 2:42]
Una planta que sigue dando - por: Feliciana Reyes
Esta historia es sobre Eric, mi nieto. Cuando Eric tenía cuatro años, y luego cuando Eric tenía doce años, lo llevé a vivir conmigo. Y me sentí muy triste cuando Eric se fue. Eric me dio una pequeña planta que consiguió en la escuela en una taza de espuma. Entonces puso la planta dentro de la casa y tenía un pequeño frijol parecido a un frijol que era tan pequeño como nada. Cuando Eric se fue, planté ese frijol de esa planta en mi jardín. Cuando me lo quitaron, me sentí muy triste, y la semana que salí a la planta, me dije: "¡Dios mío! Tú, a través de esta pequeña planta, dime cómo está mi nieto. Cómo lo tratan, necesito saberlo porque es muy especial.” Y hablé con Dios y con la planta como personas normales. Dios lo atendió muy bien y porque le pedía a Dios que me dijera en esa pequeña planta que mi nieto estaba bien. Y la planta era muy chicita.
Dos semanas después de salir a mi jardín, la planta era enorme, del tamaño de una mesa redonda. Y grité "¡Guau! Gracias a Dios. Mi nieto está bien. Lo están tratando bien y le agradecí a Dios por creer que mi hija lo cuidará aunque no pueda con él, porque el especial siempre fue conmigo.
Y comencé a darles plantas a todos mis amigos porque creció muy bien. Luego, en el centro de esa planta, nació un camote muy blanco. Una persona que vino de Chiné me dijo que la planta da un muy buen camote. Entonces cavé un gran camote, la cociné y me la comí. Fue muy rico. Y todavía seis años he seguido regando mis plantas y todavía hay una planta en esa maceta. Gracias a Dios, mi nieto está bien. Ahora Eric está conmigo otra vez, y hasta el día de hoy, doy gracias a Dios por su amor en forma de plantita.
The Plant That Keeps on Giving - By Feliciana Reyes
This is a story about my grandson Eric. When Eric was four years old, and then when Eric was twelve years old, I took him to live with me. When he was young, his mother decided to take him to California to live with her. I was very sad when Eric left and I was worried about him—he needs extra care and I knew that he had a good home with me. Eric gave me a little plant that he got at school in a foam cup. He had kept the plant inside the house with him, and that plant had a little bean that was as small as nothing. When Eric left, I planted that tiny bean in my garden.
I was incredibly sad when Eric left, so I spent a lot of time in my garden. I was working out there one day when I said to that plant, "My God! You, through this little plant, tell me how my grandson is. Please let me know how they are treating him. I need to know because he needs the extra love and care and I am worried about him." And I spoke to God and to the plant as I would normal people. God took good care of that plant because I had asked God to tell me in that little plant that my grandson was fine. But the plant was still very tiny.
I was gone for a couple weeks, and when I came back to my garden, the plant was huge, the size of one of the big round tables at church. When I saw it I screamed "Wow! Thank God. My grandson is fine. They are treating him well!” I thanked God for the reassurance that my daughter would do her best to take care of him. I also knew that my special little one was always with me.
The plant grew so well that I started giving little pieces of the plant to all my friends to transplant into their gardens. Then, in the center of that plant, a very white sweet potato appeared. A person who came from China told me that that particular plant produces a very good sweet potato. So I dug a big sweet potato, cooked it, and ate it. It was delicious! It’s now been six years and I have continued to water that plant and it is still in that pot. Thank you God that my grandson is fine. Now Eric is with me again, and to this day, I thank God for his love in the form of a tiny seedling.
Contact: Perry Pauley