Hey Mary, do you want to go shopping with us? We’Re going to get some school supplies for our kids, Mary heard, one of her neighbors, Mrs Dawson, say, as she waved at her Mary hesitated, forced to keep the little money she had for the week’s groceries. No, Mrs Dawson, I can’t afford to buy them this time…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

I don’t have enough money, but thanks for asking Jesus, I’m sorry to hear that Mary. But don’t worry this too shall pass someday said Mrs Dawson, as she took off with the other women. It ripped Mary’s heart and made her cry thinking her nine-year-old and seven-year-old Simon and Melissa would be going to school in two days without the necessary supplies. How am I going to tell them that I can’t afford everything they listed down. She sobbed silently staring outside Peter.

Why did you leave us like this? Peter was Mary’s late husband who died six months earlier on his way home from the factory he worked. The family was already struggling and Peter’s salary contributed significantly to making ends meet after his untimely death. Mary was pushed to the extreme of Misfortune and had to fight her best to raise her children. Her sorrow doubled when she had to quit.

Waitressing due to health issues. She focused on her household and her savings were completely drained. Tears streamed down Mary’s face as she blamed fate for how things turned out in her life. Then a faint voice interrupted her from behind Mama school starts in two days and we haven’t bought anything yet said Simon. Will we go shopping at least today, Mary didn’t know what to say: sweetheart I’ll try to do something but Mom you told us the same thing last week and we were given a whole list of items to take to art class.

What do we do now? We have two days left added Melissa, the more her children questioned her, the more Mary felt hurt and lost honey. I said I’ll do something she said again, but Simon and Melissa were disappointed. They mumbled and walked away certain their mom would still do nothing. Mary was crushed and decided to do something she wiped away her tears and picked up her phone, giving it her last shot by calling someone she knew for help: hey Salma Hi.

How are you she asked? Salma was a friend she had waitressed with six months ago. I’M good Mary, how are you I’m glad to hear from you after a long time? So how is everything? Did you find a new job?

Not really. I shouldn’t have quit that job, but I had no choice because I had to attend. Peter’S funeral and my health was deteriorating. His parents already had problems with me and I didn’t want them to criticize me again. Yeah, you told me about your in-laws.

Did they visit you after that? No, what can I expect? They were already angry with me for marrying their son against their wishes, and now that he’s gone they’re constantly, accusing me saying I took him away from them. Mary felt a little light talking to her friend, although her main motive behind the call was to ask for some money. However, she decided against it and just hung up after their casual conversation.

At that point, Mary had no idea who else to ask Mom Dad. I know you’re watching me struggle from Heaven. Your grandchildren need help with just basic school supplies and I’m not even able to afford them that much I’ve run out of savings. Please make some miracle happen. Mary cried looking up at the sky from her window shortly after she heard loud sirens and a couple of police cars stopped in front of her house. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Why are the cops here she shrieked hurrying outside to find out a weird feeling of fear and curiosity crawled into Mary’s nerves, as one of the officers got down from the car and approached her God, I hope nothing’s wrong. Why is she coming this way? Mary mumbled anxiously, Mrs Parker, yes officer. It’S me what happened? Your husband died six months ago right.

Why? Yes, we moved here just recently after that is anything wrong. No ma’am! Not really! We just came here to give you something.

Mary grew suspicious, as the officer gestured for her fellow cops to bring something over by this point. Mary’S gut began to churn with fear and anxiety. Her neighbors flocked around her house murmuring things careful. Where are the rest of them? The officer asked one of the cops Mary was bewildered and kept watching unable to see what was in the heavy boxes.

They unloaded from the vehicles officer what’s going on and what are these boxes for Mary asked, Mrs Parker, we are pleased to gift your kids school supplies. They would need for the next five years, replied the officer jolting Mary, what she exclaimed school supplies for my kids, but how did you know that they needed them? Well, since you’re new to this part of town, you must be unaware of our little tradition spoke. The officer Brewing the elated mother’s curiosity, Mrs Parker. We pick the most underprivileged families in this neighborhood every year and help them with certain things.

This time we chose to help your kids after your neighbor, Mrs Dawson, informed us about your husband’s death and your current financial crisis, as it turned out when Mrs Dawson learned of Mary’s misery that morning, she informed the cops prompting them to pick Mary and her kids. As this year’s beneficiaries of the police force, Mary could not believe her eyes. She looked around and saw Mrs Dawson emerge from the crowd. Smiling. Mrs Dawson, I don’t know how to thank you you made my day today.

This means a lot. I hope this helps Mary, as I said this too shall pass someday exclaimed Mrs Dawson, before walking away, leaving a delighted Mary to shed tears of joy and Mrs Parker. We would also like you to attend an interview here. This is a small company in town and they’re, hiring a receptionist. The boss is my friend.

Maybe I could refer you there. The officer said adding more shades of joy to Mary’s teary eyes. Thank you so much officer. It really means a lot. She cried joyfully.

The incident gave the poor mother a fresh breath of Hope. Meanwhile, Simon and Melissa were so happy to see the boxes full of school supplies.