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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Home Group (11/29/07)

TITLE: A Sheep Before her Shearers
By Paula Titus
12/04/07


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“Molly, where’d you hide my new coffee mug?” Caitlin Chambers suspiciously eyed her mischievous six year old as if she were about to shakedown a hardened criminal.

“I didn’t hide it anywhere Mommy,” Molly replied.

Caitlin frantically opened and closed each kitchen cabinet. Her anger rising, she turned toward Molly and began the inquisition. “I don’t have time for your hide-n-seek games this morning, and I’m in no mood for guessing. Now WHERE did you hide it?”

“I promise,” Molly said, “I didn’t do it.”

“You said the same thing yesterday before I found my book in the clothes dryer.” Caitlin hurried to the family room and began tossing sofa cushions in the air. “You know I have the Coffee Clique today, if you don’t tell me where it is you’re going to be in big trouble.”

Molly insisted, “I didn’t take it!” Her eyes began to glisten with tears. Caitlin was much too wise to let the tears fool her - she knew Molly had fibbed before.

“Get in the car.” Caitlin snapped. The drive to school was unusually somber as Caitlin contemplated the stubbornness of her child. Caitlin pulled into the school’s drop off zone and told Molly, “We’ll talk about the mug later.” Caitlin leaned over for the customary good-bye kiss. Without even looking in her mother’s direction, Molly darted from the car.

“She’s got a temper too,” Caitlin mumbled to herself as she drove away. Her mind quickly turned to her to-do list, so much to finish before the ladies from church came for coffee and Bible study. Caitlin enjoyed taking her turn hosting the Calvary Church’s Coffee Clique; it gave her a chance to showcase her decorating skills. She had bought the extravagant coffee mug especially for the purpose. The tiny white snowflakes that adorned the deep blue mug caught her eye immediately. Once Caitlin envisioned the ladies ogling and awing over the mug, it was easy to plop down the twenty five dollars.

Caitlin had just finished polishing the mirrors, rearranging her one-of-a-kind knick knacks, and plumping each pillow when the first guest arrived.

“Morning Barb, come on in” Caitlin smiled and escorted Barb to the kitchen where she poured her a steaming cup of cinnamon flavored coffee. They then retreated to the family room where Caitlin made small talk about designer draperies and such.

After everyone arrived, Barb, who always led the women’s Bible study, began the lesson. “Let’s turn to Isaiah 53:7.” She began to read, “He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.”

“Jesus could have easily exposed every heart of those who were out to persecute Him,” Laura commented as she leaned over to set her coffee mug on the table. Caitlin lunged to slide a coaster under the cup.

“Yeah, they accused Him of all sorts of things - breaking God’s laws, blasphemy, partying with sinners.” Fanny spoke softly.

Barb added, “I often wonder how Jesus felt when so many were accusing Him falsely. He was innocent of all the charges, but knew God’s plan had to be fulfilled. He went quietly to the cross, silent to the slaughter.”

“Lambs are silent to the slaughter, did you know that?” Theresa asked.

“I didn’t know that. But I know how I feel when someone accuses me of something I didn’t do. I want to defend myself right away – and with a vengeance.” Caitlin exclaimed. She was remembering the time someone accused her of shopping at a second-hand store. She only bought quality products. “Anyone need more coffee?” Caitlin asked.

“I don’t want more, but can you just stick this in the microwave for a quick heat-up please?” Barb offered Caitlin her half full mug.

“Sure Barb.” Caitlin walked to the kitchen and slung open the microwave door. Caitlin’s heart burned with shame when she saw her new snowflake covered coffee mug staring back at her from inside the microwave. It was right where she had left it the night before, still filled with water for the tea she had forgotten to make.





Bible Quote - Isaiah 53:7 KJV


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Jan Ackerson 12/07/07
This just broke my heart--poor little girl! Good writing.
LaNaye Perkins12/09/07
You did a fine job of telling this story and teaching a great lesson. Well done, keep on writing!
william price12/09/07
Your story had my favorite Title of the week. I thought you did extroadinarily well. It was moving and ministered to me. I can tell you have the heart of a writer and communicate with great passion. Super job. God bless.
Temple Miller12/09/07
Great dialogue and, unfortunately, very realistic scenario. Good job communicating your message.
James Dixon12/10/07
I loved the way you tied the real life example to the group discussion. Great story!
Joanne Sher 12/10/07
A wonderful lesson. I would have loved a touch more (I don't know if you had words to spare or not) - maybe continuing a bit more with her shame - a confession, perhaps? But that's probably just me. Very vivid writing.
Yvonne Blake 12/10/07
Ahhh! Good dialogue! Don't we as parents often make the same mistake. You developed your characters very well.
Brenda Welc12/12/07
Oh--so me! These stories this morning are beginning to make me wonder--they all are attacking something in me! Good writing, I was captivated throughout the whole story. Keep up the good work!
LauraLee Shaw12/12/07
Your title is AWESOME! The story line is very well done. Great piece!
Sara Harricharan 12/12/07
Ooooh! Wow. This gave me a little bit of sniffles and goosebumps. I like how you tied the story in with the title and I could really feel for poor Molly. Ouch. good ending though!
Verna Cole Mitchell 12/12/07
This is an extraordinarily well done story. I love the ending with the gasp for the reader and the hope for the mc's humility to follow.
Patty Wysong12/12/07
Good job! Great use of dialog and getting the message across without preaching.
Tim Pickl12/12/07
Awesome! You have a wonderful writing style -- it sounds like a chapter from a book! I could almost picture Molly at the end, watching as her mommy started crying. Keep writing!