The Treasure Chest
by
Brad Fregger
"Feelings? What
Feelings?" He said, "I've looked around and I can't find
any."
"I've found this big chest with a large iron lock." She said,
"If we work together maybe we can open it. We might find some
feelings inside."
"What chest? There is no chest!" He said (a little to strongly)
"And, besides, the lock is too strong,
And the contents are too old,
And probably mildewed,
And...
And..."
So the chest lay there, and the lock became more difficult to open with
the passing years.
But, She learned to reach out in love and She lovingly cleaned the lock
and was happy.
"A key! Darling, I've found a key!" She said, "It fits the
lock on your chest. Should I try it? I'll be ever so careful."
And as He thought about the years She had lovingly cared for and supported
Him, He realized He had confidence in Her,
And, He saw the chest for Himself.
"The chest! It is here after all." He said, "It looks old
and fragile. Will you hurt it if you open it? I don't want to hurt
it."
"I'll be careful." She said, "We will open it slowly, and
carefully handle and share each treasure we find inside."
And She turned the key. It was easier than He had expected, but He still
didn't know what to expect as She began to lift the lid.
"Wait!" He hollered, "Something is escaping--it tastes
bitter; it's red and black and ugly; it's cold--and, I am shivering. I
don't like it!"
"It is fear." She said, "I've seen it before; tasted it;
and felt it. It is scary, but it will go away. It is not as strong as it
seems."
She lifted the lid again. It seemed a mess inside. The surface parcels
were small and jumbled.
As they went through them He felt angry, embarrassed, afraid. He often
wanted to shut the chest, but continued to go on, as Her love and concern
helped Him through the rough spots.
Finally, they got below and discovered an array of treasures they never
knew existed.
The joy was viewed upon their faces.
He was awed at what lay there, sad for the years they had been hidden.
For the first time He felt Her closeness. He looked at Her and She was
holding the most priceless treasure of all.
She held it out for Him to take, and He reached for it.
Love had come to Him.
"I love you!" He said.
"And I love you." She said.
April, 1981
Copyright 1981,
Brad
Fregger. All rights reserved.
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