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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Telephone (07/17/08)

By esther robinson


“With God all things are possible!” Uttering these words a teenage girl named Hadasah with confidence like that of mountains in Zion which are unshakeable came out of her house with seven sheets of paper placed neatly in a file. She carried I like a baby in her arms. As she walked down the lane, towards the bus stop, the conversation which took place on that day, before and during the breakfast unfurled like a movie in the year 1980.

“These days there’s nepotism everywhere. Recommendation alone will help process our application. I am sure this will not get through without paying a sizeable amount as bribe. Money alone works wonders.” Hadasah’s father declared emphatically.

“When there are many people waiting in a queue willing to pay a higher sum, who will be bothered about our request?” Hadasah’s mother supported her husband and what she stated was absolutely true.

“How nice it would be if only we had that in our house. But things are not easy as they seem. A lot of paper work and running around has to be done. Above all, who will help us?” Jessie, Hadasah’s sister expressed her piece of mind.

“I agree too.” Margret, another sister concurred.

“What if it turns out to be an endless waiting or a wild rabbit chase?” Then the amount invested will be snoring in the accounting books of the government. Then we gain nothing.” Father told thoughtfully.

“Those clerks who process the papers will give lame excuses and see that this is undone. They trick and jeer at people who hail from middle class families.” Mother told with anxiety brimming her heart like when a river is in floods. This was partly because she imagined a few things and the rest was from remarks heard from neighbors and others concerning this procedure.

Sheeba, another sister frustrated over this talk that looked like naming the chicken before they are hatched told, “Let us file the application and then face the consequences. It is a long way up the ladder and we have not even stepped onto the first step” then she shouted, “I am hungry. The breakfast table I set.” The conversation halted abruptly like a car driver who controls the vehicle at short notice only to continue again over at the breakfast table.

Sheeba swallowed bread like a turkey and gulped a glass of milk like a dove and flew wanting to shun further discussion in this matter. She was a practical person who had already encouraged Hadasah to go ahead with this effort. She believed in these words, “Sow your seed in the morning, and at evening let not your hands be idle, for you do not know which will succeed, whether this or that, or whether both will do equally well” (Ecclesiastes 11:6). Once a decision is taken she will not revert. Now, not all the members in a family are the same. If God had made all the five fingers of the same length perhaps there would have been oneness in appearance but not in action. It is diversity at times that directly defines beauty diametrically.

Hadasah stood in the queue patiently. When the clerk called her name she smiled like a celebrity posing for a photograph. A proverb goes to say that beginning is half done. Upon paying the registration amount she felt light as a feather and her heart sprung forth like a fountain as if one of her longstanding desires has finally blossomed.

After two months, Hadasah received a letter from the telecommunication department. “Your application has been registered with us. However, considering technical feasibility there may be a delay. Kindly bear with us.”

“We told you! It will not progress after this letter.” Everyone mocked Hadasah.

“God! It is possible with You.” She uttered again. The following Sunday she happened to discuss this matter with one of her church elder requesting prayers. On Wednesday what seemed impossible became possible. The telephone line was through. “Trink! Trink!.....” The telephone honked.

Hearing the first ring tone was joy more than what Graham Bell would have felt when he had invented it. It so happened that the church elder was a manager in the telecommunication department. God works for His children who place their trust in Him (Nahum 1:7). Everyone praised Hadasah but she knew the One who deserves all praises, honor and glory. Now the ringing keeps reminding, “With God all things are possible.”

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Sara Harricharan 07/24/08
Ahhh! So glad that it had a happy ending, I was hoping it was. There were plenty of cozy little details in here, I wished there was a little more story so I could follow this interesting MC. Nice job! ^_^