Weeping with Pride

Morning Story and Dilbert

Vintage Dilbert
June 6, 2003

Kleenex Alert

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season that would bankrupt several farmers before it was through.

Every day, my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to get water to the fields.

Lately this process had involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn’t see some rain soon, we would lose everything.

It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes. I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I saw my six-year-old son, Billy, walking toward the woods.

He wasn’t walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great effort…trying to be as still as possible.

Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that whatever task he had been doing was completed.

Moments later, however, he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods. This activity went on for an hour: walk carefully to the woods, run back to the house.

Finally I couldn’t take it any longer and I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen as he was obviously doing important work and didn’t need his Mommy checking up on him).

He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked; being very careful not to spill the water he held in them…maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into the woods.

Branches and thorns slapped his little face but he did not try to avoid them. He had a much higher purpose.

As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing site.

Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did not threaten him – he didn’t even move as Billy knelt down.

And I saw a tiny fawn laying on the ground, obviously suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water cupped in my beautiful boy’s hand.

When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I hid behind a tree. I followed him back to the house; to a spigot that we had shut off the water to.

Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drip drip slowly fill up his makeshift “cup”, as the sun beat down on his little back. And it came clear to me. The trouble he had gotten into for playing with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance of not wasting water. The reason he didn’t ask me to help him.

It took almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands. When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him. His little eyes just filled with tears. “I’m not wasting,” was all he said.

As he began his walk, I joined him…with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I have ever known working so hard to save another life. As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they were suddenly joined by other drops…and more drops…and more. I looked up at the sky. It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.

Author - Ann Mary Bino
  1. Miss Z said:

    Such a beautiful story! Thank you so much for sharing it. ❤


  2. Carole Boshart said:

    I agree! This one needed the Kleenex alert!


  3. francesgabriel75 said:

    Lovely story. Sometimes the best ones come from the small moments.


  4. If we all cried out sincerely to God, over the plight of the land, He will hear and answer our prayers for all the earth!


  5. Great post !! Jesus tells us that we must revert back to the innocence and humility of a little child to be deemed worthy of entering heaven !!

    Matthew 18:3… and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. (NKJV)

    Blessings in Christ, bruce


  6. Pastor Roland Ledoux said:

    Reblogged this on Oasis Bible Ministry and commented:
    No body, absolutely nobody will ever convince me that our Heavenly Father doesn’t STILL perform miracles on a daily basis!


  7. sue said:

    what a wonderful story.


  8. Patty O said:

    What a precious and beautiful story. Leave it to children to do the most amazing thoughtful acts. Thank you for sharing!


  9. Oh my gosh. This beautiful story leaves me speechless! What a “heart like Jesus” this little boy had. And then the rain came. So amazing! Thank you for this 🙂


  10. What a wonderful story. It reminds me of a time once when my Dad came across a fawn in the woods while he was cutting wood. The fawn was alone – Dad went back to the house to get it some food and water – not knowing if the fawn had been abandoned or orphaned. By the time he returned, the little one was gone. Dad left the food and water anyhow – and would frequently check up on it to see if it had been consumed. Who knows how many little forest creatures benefitted from the manna from Heaven.


  11. Perhaps God was weeping for joy that a little child would care so much and work so hard to care for one his creatures. I must agree with others who have already commented: this is a sweet, delightful story!


  12. Anonymous said:



    • sina said:

      you are the super ANN


  13. Anonymous said:

    it is super. thank you god to answer the author of the story
    Ann Mary Bino


    • The Post has been updated with the Author…. Thank you so much for your help!!!!

      Take Care and God Bless 🙂 Kenny T


  14. sina said:

    thank you for your comments
    thanking to Kenny and sina


    • sina said:

      thank you


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