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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: White (10/29/09)

TITLE: White First Communion Dress
By ThresiaPaulose varghese


Tears rolled my cheeks. Sobs welled up in me and I could not even cry. My father was lying in bed. He was seriously ill. Even after taking powerful medicines, he could not get better. Mom was sitting beside him sadly. Now she was not weeping. She could not. After weeping a lot her eyes have become dry. Her heart too.

I looked outside. The red sun was hurrying up for his resting place. He will come again tomorrow like a white ball. Tomorrow will dawn fresher and whiter for all except me. All my classmates will come in their white first communion dresses. But my dress is not ready. My dad could not get a new white first communion dress for me as he got sick and could not go for any job for all these days, nearly for a month. Mom somehow could manage for our food. But she did not want to trouble anybody for my new dress. Oh God! Why are we so poor?

Sister Marina, our catechism teacher, has told us so many things about the love of God. She told that God loves children very much. I still remember the words with which she promised that God will give everything children ask for. She taught us to pray. She told that praying is just talking with God. She told talking with God is just like I talk with my dad. I pray. I talk to God. I am sure God hears me. But I do not know why God is so silent not listening to my prayer. My mom also spends her time only in prayer. She prays for my dad. But still God is silent.

Sister Marina, in her white habit looked like an angel. She told us so many stories about angels. She told that the angel will bring Jesus Christ on the First Holy Communion Day. Jesus will come with all his glory into our little hearts.

You should have looked at Sister Marina’s face when she told the story of the transfiguration of Jesus. She told, “Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up to a high mountain. There his (Jesus’) appearance was changed before their eyes. Even his clothes shone, becoming as white as no bleach of this world could make them.”(Mark 9: 2-3) I thought at that time Sister became an angel with a shining face.
I was waiting for the next day. Jesus will come to me in that small white host. Jesus is so simple. He loves us all. That is why he comes to us in that whit man-made host.

“Oh Jesus, come to me soon. Though I do not have a white first communion dress, I am sure you will make my heart pure and white. I am sure you will make our life purer. I am sure you will stay with us even in our troubles and poverty. Jesus, I do not worry now that I do not have a white dress. Why should I worry? You will be with me. You told us not to worry about dress. You told you are dressing the flowers white. You told even the great King Solomon did not wear clothes as white as the wild flowers that you clothe. When you are with me why should I worry?”

I did not know when I slept praying to Jesus.

But the next morning dawned to me whiter than any other day in my life. My dad was very happy to wake me up. A beautiful white dress was in his hands. It was a new frilled white dress! Oh Jesus! It is from you!

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Marie Fink11/11/09
A wonderful ending, lots of answered prayer. I liked that your girl who was to make her communion ceremony, had such a good and right attitude to what was most important.