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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Mother (as in maternal parent) (04/24/08)

TITLE: Sea of Life
By Shelley Arnett
04/26/08


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The screams had now been silent for hours, but Laura’s nightmare had just begun. Slowly drifting in a lifeboat, she was engulfed by the hungry sea that had so voraciously swallowed the entire ship along with so many souls.

Who was to say why some were saved while others were lost? It would be a question for the ages. The saddest tales would arise from the lowest decks. So many without hope of survival simply because of their social status- or lack thereof. Yet others were doomed because of duty. Their loyalty was to the ship and they would stay with her to the end. Some were not sentenced unwillingly, but chose to stay because they could not bear to part with their loved ones. But each soul the sea claimed that day was lost to pride. “Unsinkable” had been the claim.

The claim had been enough to convince Laura. She and her husband Frank had been dreaming of going to the land of promise. Now all promise was gone. Frank had waved from the deck of the ship as the lifeboat was lowered. She had kept her eyes fixed on him, praying for the best, but knowing that it had been their final farewell.

Tears started once again as Laura wondered why she had ever agreed to get in the lifeboat. She immediately was reminded of the answer. A swift kick to her stomach brought her attention back to the life growing inside her. She was to be a mother very soon. And for this reason alone- she must survive.

Unsinkable. The very word—the very idea now seemed absurd. Yet somehow at that moment a story of another sinking boat came to memory. These were hardly casual travelers, but hardened fishermen well acquainted with the perils of the sea. But the storm was sudden and severe. Yet as abruptly as it had begun, the storm ceased with three simply words from the Master, “Peace, be still.”

“Oh my precious little one,” Laura whispered as she rubbed her belly, “He is with us in this storm. I don’t know how to be a mother. I will make mistakes, but I promise I will always love you. Your father did not get a chance to know you, but I promise you will know him. I will tell you all about him and how much he would have loved you. And may you come to know the love of my Father, and may you look like Him.”


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Patty Wysong05/03/08
Just thinking about the Titanic gives me chills. A good story here.