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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Mothers (05/02/05)

TITLE: Christmas Delivery
By Pekola Roberts


Christmas Delivery
Christmas was quickly approaching and we still did not know what to purchase for our busy 3-year-old son. The budget was extremely tight due to the fact that only my husband, David was working teaching Math in the Atlanta School System. Finally I asked Eddie, “What do you want for Christmas?” With big eyes filled with excitement and his hands in the air, he replied “A baby sistah and a pair of tennis shues!” I was surprised by his definite response and even more perplexed by my inability to fulfill his request. A pair of tennis shoes we could swing but a baby sister on Christmas day was not a guaranteed delivery. Even though I was pregnant and expected the baby in December, I did not know whether the baby was a girl or not. The chance of me delivering on Christmas was almost unthinkable. I did not want to disappoint our son. I decided to call my mother so she could talk her grandson out of this ludicrous idea. Over the phone I could hear my mother suggesting cars, planes, bikes and balls as excellent Christmas gift choices. To each suggestion Eddie replied, no, no, no, no, all I want for Christmas is a Baby sistah and a pair of tennis shues. As Christmas drew near, I decided to have another talk with Eddie about the baby. I did not want his spirit broken and his belief in prayer shattered. Placing him on the couch next to me, I said, “Eddie only God knows when the baby will come and he will decide whether it is a girl or boy.” That little three year old boy jumped off the couch and stood in front of me. He then commenced to jump up and down while he screamed “I prayed and you told me that if I prayed I could have what I say. I say I want a baby sistah and a pair of tennis shues for Christmas.” He then lowered his voice and said, “Mom let’s not talk about this anymore.” I was so floored, that had I not been sitting down, I would have fallen down. Mark 11:24, says, “Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.” (TNIV) Children do listen to us and they watch us even closer. I had quoted that scripture to my husband on a daily basis. It was now time for me to live it. At 0545, on Christmas morning, in our bedroom with a midwife and my husband present, his baby sister was born. When Eddie came to our bedside that morning, he leaned over and kissed her. He then said, “That’s my baby sistah, now what about my tennis shues?” There was never a doubt in his mind that on Christmas morning a baby sistah and a pair of tennis shues would be under the tree, in the house or somewhere just for him. Down through the years this addition has been our family’s best Christmas present, delivered straight from God.

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darlene hight05/09/05
Beautifully written! I think that it may have been intended for last weeks challenge but still nicely done. Cut off for topics are 7:00am Monday EST
c clemons05/09/05
A wonderful story, have faith as the little children. But from a writers point of view, there were no breaks, running on from one thought to next. Give your reader a chance to savor what they just read. Keep writing and be mindful of the deadlines.
karen McLamb05/11/05
This is great! Was this a meaning for mother's day? or just a title you decide to have, for the meaning of mothers.
Phyllis Inniss05/16/05
Nicely done both in terms of writing and delivery. God was certainly with you and your three-year old to provide you with what you wanted and to make you all happy.