A precious neighborly gift

One afternoon this week, I was sitting upstairs working at my computer when my neighbor Meredith called. There was something she wanted me to have, and she was sending her four-year-old to my door with it, and he had just reached my driveway. She said it wasn't wrapped and that she was watching him carefully, that they were having a lesson in trust. "You or him?" I asked, and she said, "Both."

I immediately went downstairs, opened the front door, and there stood her sweet little guy, Ellison, holding this beautiful Nikko teacup and saucer for me! A) I nearly had a heart attack and B) I loved it. Still on the phone with his mom, I told him, oh, you need a hug for that and said "Great job!" or something like that. He hugged me and said, "Miss McWae, you so funny." I'm glad he thinks so!

And then I stayed on the phone with his mom and learned that this teacup came from a tearoom once owned by her aunt. The tearoom was actually part of a ministry that supported efforts to fight the trafficking of women, and Meredith knew I liked roses and wanted me to have this teacup. The pattern is called "Precious." Now isn't that just the loveliest of gifts?