When we got back home on Saturday, on our doorstep, we found a welcome-home packet that a friend left for us. Inside was this little green frog and a wonderful story and I wanted to share it with you.
by Arline Bee, Roanoke, Virginia (from the October 2009 Guideposts Magazine)
They call me the frog lady. An expert on amphibians I’m not. But it’s a nickname I’m proud of. Let me tell you why.
Four years ago I was living in Florida when Hurricane Wilma tore through. The damage the storm caused to my church was so severe that we had to hold service and Sunday School classes in the fellowship hall. One muggy afternoon 80 of us crowded into the small hot room for class, and sat side by side on folding chairs. It wasn’t very comfortable…or inspiring. “How many of you know what the letters F.R.O.G. stand for?” the Sunday school teacher asked. People shouted out lots of different answers. Where on earth is she going with this? I wondered.
Then our teacher pointed heaven-ward. Perched atop her index finger was a bright green rubber frog with big googly eyes and spindly legs. It was about the cutest thing I’d ever seen! “F.R.O.G. stand for Fully Rely on God, and that’s what we need to do, especially now,” she said. Everyone clapped. The message was just what we needed.
All at once, it hit me. Maybe other folks would be inspired by these frogs too…
Pulling into the gas station one afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice the woman standing at the pump next to mine. She just seemed so sad about something. I reached into my bag. “I have something for you,” I said, handing over a frog. “I know it doesn’t say much, but I think it says it all. It will bring you a blessing today.” She didn’t say a word, just stared at the little green frog. Uh-oh, she thinks I’m crazy, I thought. I turned to walk away. The woman touched my arm. “You just made my day,” she said. She hopped into her car and drove off with a smile. Right then I knew I had to pass frogs on to more people…
I’ve handed out more than 4,000 frogs, to everyone…even the governor of Virginia and President Obama and his family.
Yes, they call me the frog lady, and I don’t mind a bit. But I’m not the one who deserves credit for the big impact these little frogs have. That goes to the One the F.R.O.G. message is all about. The one I fully rely on.