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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Memory (07/10/08)

TITLE: Heavenly Tea
By Rachel Stone


“Would you like another cup?” the saintly grandmother asked her dear friend of many years. She nodded and smiled as the steamy scent filled the garden air once again.

“Even the tea smells sweeter here. It almost dances on the tongue, don’t you think Ethel?”

“Yes Esther, it’s all sweeter here, the colors more vivid, and the butterflies more alive.” Ethel answered, sitting down the teapot and taking in the beautiful never-ending morning.

“When I look back on all that we had or did on the earth it seems it was only a blink. All our liven’ was just waitin’ on this.”

“Earth does seem like many cups of tea ago. Most of those we had together, praying over our children or our grandchildren, just like we do now.”

The friends fell silent for a moment as each thought over their lives and their families before they came to this homeland of Heaven.

“If you could only bring one moment of time here with you as a memory, which would it be?” Ethel asked.

Esther did not hesitate, her pale blue eyes sparkling, “If there were only one memory to hold forever it would be meeting the Master for the first time. Every time I think of it I am ten years old again, lonely and crying on the porch steps.”

“Papa had just told us we were moving again so he could find work. I wanted a friend so badly. Then I remembered what the preacher said. Jesus promised never to leave us or forsake us. I felt as if the Savior sat down right there beside me, His hand wiping my tears. And I knew He meant it. I would never be alone again.”

“My answer’s like yours,” Ethel acknowledged with a tender smile. “But my first encounter with the Beloved was later in life. My husband had left and my two boys were already teenagers. They were getting into serious trouble and I was exhausted with two full time jobs. It was you who invited me to church, you remember!”

Esther put her hand on Ethel’s as she continued. “It’s hard to describe that moment. But I saw Him take the weight off of my shoulders and bear them on the cross. I knew I could trust Him”

Both ladies took a last sip of tea. Without more words, they put down their cups and rose up to kneel in their usual places. “Father,” Ethel began. “We thank You for preparing this place for us, and for anyone who follows you. Lead our children and families in the paths You have planned for each of them until they are here, home with us and with You.”

Esther concluded, “Jesus, we thank You for the memories of time spent with You there. And an eternity to spend with You here.”

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Gerald Shuler 07/17/08
You've tapped the only memory worth remembering. Nice entry.
Patty Wysong07/21/08
A very sweet story with a peaceful feel to it. You're right: if we could only pick one memory it'd be that one. Very nice.
Chrystalyn MacFashion07/26/08
Yes that is a precious memory, the first time actually feeling and hearing God's voice of comfort. For me it was when my mother died when I was 11, I have very little memory before that, I sometimes wonder why. Ever since then I was raised in church, living with my grandmother. Now, I am always finding moments just to sit and have tea/conversation with God and just enjoy his presence, so it is always a good memory.