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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Light at the End of the Tunnel (01/23/14)

TITLE: The Brilliant Light
By Deborah Sampson


Grace continued to stare at all the machines they had on her husband. He lay there so very still, it was eerie to look at her love, and hear these machines hum and hiss as they worked to save Jonathan.

His blood pressure finally stabilized sometime after midnight. The heart monitor readings were finally showing a steady heartbeat. But the life support continued to be hooked to him. The many Doctors that had talked to her were weary of her husband’s outcome; the accident had taken a major toll on his body. They talked that his recovery would take a miracle.

He had internal bleeding; which took a lot time to stop. He had a major concussion and many lacerations and contusions all over his body. Dr. Nelson went on to say that his ankle was broken and two ribs crack, the one had punctured his lung. They had him hooked up to an I.V. and were giving him much needed blood.

Grace was standing over her husband’s bed. Her weary body needed to set down, but she needed to talk to the Lord again, letting Him know she needed her husband as did their twin sons.

“Please keep him safe. This man loves you deeply Lord, he has given much of his life to living for and through you. He is a man of God. I know that coming into Your presence is a reward, but we need him here. But as always we want Your Will for our lives.” As the tears rolled down her face she stepped back, easing her aching body into the chair as she gazed at her husband of fifteen years.

Many people were notified of Jonathan’s car accident and prayer chains had been started. The family members came and went as they could; only two at a time were allowed in ICU.

The nurse came into the room. “Mrs. Stevens?” She spoke just above a whisper.

“Yes?” Grace said in a voice so unlike hers.

“Your sons are here. Do want me to send them in?”

“Yes, please.” This would be the first time Jonathan and Andrew would see their dad. The fourteen year-old boys thought their dad was about it in their eyes. This would be so hard for them.

“Hello boys.” Grace met them at the door, “Remember all the machines are doing good work, they are needed in your Dad’s recovery.”

At seeing their father this way the fear and concern took over, tears formed and ran down their cheeks.

Shaking, Andrew asked. “Mom, can we talk to him?” “I need to talk to him.”

“He’s not been awake since this happened, but talking to him might help him. Go ahead.”

Andrew started talking to his father, as he placed his young hand over his Dad’s. Soon he was praying for him. Jonathan walked up; placing his hand over both of theirs as he hugged his brother. They each continued to talk to their Dad.

Dr. Evans entered the room. “I need to check on Mr. Stevens. Don’t go you all may stay if you like.”

As he examined Jonathon, The Dr. looked pleased. He caught the eye movement as Jonathan awoke.

“Hello, Mr. Stevens. Don’t try and talk yet, let us get these tubes out. You’re doing well since your accident.” He pushed the buzzer for a nurse. Jonathan had come to.

When the nurse arrived, they removed the necessary tubes. Dr. Evens asked Jonathan, if he could talk now.

Grace and the boys were close to his bed. He smiled and said in a low husky weak voice.
“Yes, I can, and Praise the Lord!”

The group smiled and chuckled at him.

“That’s our Dad.”

The Doctor finished his exam and told them that although Jonathan would recover, look for a slow process, he would be in the hospital at least three weeks.

Later, Grace looked at her husband. “Honey, you sure scared us.”

Jonathan looked at his three loves of his life. “I need to tell you tell you something, you know how people say they see a light at the end of a tunnel as they are about to leave?”

“Well I did, I continued to get closer to the beautiful light, I heard voices, your voices guys, telling me to wake up and come back to you all. I know I was close to seeing Heaven, but God still needed me here. I’ll never forget that brilliant light; it does lead followers home to Him!”

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C D Swanson 01/31/14
Beautiful story! I've heard these type of scenarios happen more often than we know.

Great job with this.

God bless~
Toni Babcock 02/01/14
I enjoyed reading this touching story. Thanks for sharing it. Keep writing!
Sheldon Bass 02/03/14
A very heart-felt piece. Thank you for sharing it. Keep on submitting!
ian adams02/05/14
This touched my Heart Thank you God bless
Larry Whittington02/05/14
Well written life story.

Good conversations and descriptions.

Nice conclusion.