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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Birth (infancy) (08/20/09)

TITLE: Big Plans
By Amanda Septer
08/23/09


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I remember the day my son was born.

“Come here, come see.” I’d say to every doctor, nurse, or visitor in the hospital hallway that day. “Come see my new son. I have big plans for this one.”

I already had four daughters, all of whom I loved more than life. I dreaded the days when they would become teenagers. But this time around I had prayed for a son. A son to do guy things with. My own dad hadn’t been around a lot and I knew I would do better. I would teach him all the things my dad didn’t teach me.

“Dear Lord,” I prayed, “Please let this one be a boy. I’ll teach him and show him how to be a man.”

He answered my prayer. I was thrilled. When my son became a young boy I got to work. I taught him about football, hunting and garage work. I remember getting frustrated when he seemed to prefer soccer, reading, and drawing. But it was okay, that’s why I was here…to teach him.

“Dear Lord,” I’d pray, “Please help him be more like me. Help him understand that I am trying to help him be a man.”

He answered my prayer. I wasn’t as thrilled. As my son grew so did our frustration. The harder I pushed the more he resisted. Soon my son’s frustration turned to resentment and by the time he was a young man it had turned to rebellion. Didn’t he understand how lucky he had it? Here I was trying to make him a man.

“Dear Lord,” I prayed, “Help me. I don’t know what to do with him anymore.”

He answered my prayer. I broke. A desperate choice landed my son in jail. How blind I had been. How much time I wasted. I loved my son but had I ever cared? Did I ever care about his talents? Did I ever care about what he wanted, dreamed or valued? I had wanted to make him a man, but what man? The man he was supposed to be, or the one that I had wanted to be.

“Dear Lord,” I prayed, “I have been a fool. I taught him how to be me, but very little about you. Is it too late? Please say no. Please give me another chance. He is no longer a boy, but please let me try to show him how to be a man, one who knows you and your plan.”

He answered my prayer. I waited. Every day I wrote letters. Letters to a son I barely knew anymore. I wrote of forgiveness and asked for my own. I wrote of love and acceptance. I wrote of lessons that should have been given long ago. Five years I wrote without reply until the day he knocked on the door. He was older, and tougher, and though he was a man I could only see my boy.

“I got your letters,” he said without any greeting, “I need to know Jesus can you show me how?

I was not ashamed of the tears that fell down my face as I hugged my son. Once again the Lord had answered my prayer. I was able to show my son how to be a man of God. As my son poured out his heart I could just picture the scene in heaven as Jesus called his angels….

“Come here, come see, come see my new son. I have big plans for this one.”


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Dawne Biggs08/27/09
What a beautiful story..great writing. I felt real emotion while reading it...nicely done..
Karen Pourbabaee 08/28/09
You created a beautiful picture of the enduring love of a father for his son, the relentless faith of the father and an emotion packed ending, it was very touching and effective to have both earthy and heavenly Father voice the same words at the "birth" of their new son.
Excellent writing.
Connie Allen08/29/09
Great story. So sad that so many parents try to mold their children into their own vision when the scriptures tell us to raise up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it. To me, that means the gifts God has placed in each individual at birth. Many parents can identify with your story. I certainly enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing it.
Pamela Calhoun08/30/09
Bravo!!