Riley & Jesus

By: Phoebe Leggett

Riley kicked her shoes off, and pushed them away. “Mommy, I don’t like being blind,” she said, “I

can’t see where my shoes go.” Feeling cranky, Riley stumbled into the kitchen, reached for a chair,

and plopped down. “I’m hungry,” she said.

“Just because you’re blind doesn’t mean you can’t help yourself,” Mommy sighed. “Your doctor

said you need to learn to do things for yourself.”

“I don’t care,” Riley said. “It’s not my fault I can’t see. So why should I help myself?”

The following day, Riley and Mama drove to Riley’s new day care. Mama handed Riley her walking stick.

“I hate walking with this thing,” Riley said, frowning.

“I know,” Mama said. “But at least it keeps you from falling.”

“I’m the only one I know who can’t see,” Riley said, whining. “It’s just not fair.”

“It may not be fair,” Mama said, “but maybe you can learn to help others who are blind. I think Jesus would like that.”

“I don’t care,” Riley said. “It’s still not fair.”

“Please try to enjoy your new day care today,” Mama said as she hugged Riley goodbye.

“With all these other blind kids?” Riley asked. “I don’t think so.” She dropped her stick to the floor and sat down on a cushion.

“Are you new?” a boy asked.

“What do you think?” she asked.

“I think you need a friend,” he said.

“Are you blind too?” she asked, somewhat interested.

“Of course,” he said.

“Why are you so happy?” Riley asked.

“Because I know Jesus loves me, and He has a reason for me to be here.” The boy smiled.

“What reason could thatbe?” Riley frowned.

“Maybe so I can tell you that you have a friend,” the boy replied

“What’s your name?” Riley asked.

“DJ”, he answered. “D stands for do it yourself, and J stands for Jesus will help me.”

“That’s sort of fun,” Riley admitted.

“Your name can mean something too,” DJ said.

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“Like what?” Riley asked.

“What letter does it begin with?” DJ asked

“R,” she said.

“R can stand for right now,” he said. “Jesus will help you right now,” DJ said.

“That’s cool!” Riley smiled.

“Now you have two new friends,” DJ said. “Me and Jesus.” He reached over, found Riley’s hand, and squeezed it.