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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Sunday School (10/25/07)

TITLE: Critters and Stories
By Donna New


Sunday School

Critters and Stories

The wooden floors had holes in them that allowed the critters of the ground in. There was no air conditioner and the windows had no screens so that allowed the critters of the air in. Kelsey’s dad worked hard at the gas station down the street. Her mother worked a day job as a beautician and took care of the four children during the evening.

As they were growing up, Kelsey and her three brothers went to Sunday School with my neighbor, Lucy, each Sunday. Dad was glad the kids were learning to be good and it gave mom a rest from her 50 hour work week, housework, and answering questions from the kids. Sunday School may seem like a simple activity to entertain kids and adults with stories. However, that’s where we find lessons to live life richly. Sunday School is where we grow tender to hear God speak.

Kelsey grew up and by 18 she was a godly young lady. Kelsey planned to go to a Christian College in town on an academic scholarship and become a missionary. She began to talk to her mom about it. Her mom would miss her baby especially if she went out of the country but it would make her proud of her girl. Dad said that she was a sweetheart and wherever she worked Kelsey would be a blessing. The boys wanted her to go to Africa where the mountain lion hunting was good! They would go and visit her if she went there!

Kelsey went to college and graduated with a straight 4.0 average. She told her mom “I wish I had a husband to go with me and share this.” Her mom said “He’ll come in time, baby…no worries about that. When he sees you he won’t be able to resist wanting to share your life with you.” Mom kissed her softly on the forehead, and held her close for a precious moment.

Kelsey was bound for Africa to the joy of those brothers of hers! She was going to Nigeria to help translate a Bible in one of the languages there. There were plenty of the critters of the ground and of the air in Nigeria. She met many Nigerians and fell in love with them. They are a sweet, lonely people. They have a hunger for love, which is just what they need to make room in their hearts for Jesus.

There was also a gentle missionary, who had to grin whenever he was around Kelsey. She was the cutest and brightest girl he had ever met. He would tell her the wrong Nigerian words that made the people laugh at her. He also kept her by his side whenever he could. She was a tender girl that knew the people’s needs before they did. Kelsey enjoyed him and could tell that along with his sense of humor he loved the Nigerians and Jesus and her. Soon Kelsey was married and with child. She began to teach those ‘stories’ from Sunday School to her babies and to the people of Nigeria.

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Jan Ackerson 11/01/07
Well, I just fell in love with Kelsey after reading this sweet piece!

A few confusing moments--were the opening few sentences in Nigeria, or the US? And I wasn't clear on the narrator's relationship to Kelsey. The narrator used "Mom" and "Dad" as if they were his/her own parents--was Kelsey a sister? But I don't think so...I just wasn't sure.

Great title, by the way.
Betty Castleberry11/03/07
Love the first paragraph. I could picture the old building. Your MC was charming. Nice conclusion.
LaNaye Perkins11/04/07
I fell in love with your MC and her dedication to the leading of the Lord. Keep writing!