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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Breathe (08/19/10)

TITLE: Precious
By Joyce Morse


Katie slipped into the nursery and crept to the crib. Careful not to awaken Kyle, she placed her hand on his tummy. The slight rise and fall indicated that he was sleeping peacefully. She breathed a sigh of relief and headed back to bed.

“Everything okay?” Chris asked as she scooted under the covers.

“He’s fine.”


Katie appreciated the fact that he didn’t treat her concerns like they were trivial or stupid even though she knew she was being paranoid. It’s just after Lisa…she let the thought hang as she snuggled under the comforter and drifted off to sleep. Thank you for Kyle, Lord, was her last conscious thought.

The next morning the sun was shining and a cool breeze blew so Katie decided to take Kyle to the park after Chris left for work. Only a few other moms were there with their kids. Katie parked the stroller and pulled out her Bible. She read for a few minutes and then she noticed a woman approaching her.

“Mind if I sit down?” the woman asked.

Katie shook her head.

“My name is Brittany. How old is your little one?”

“Almost three months.”

“He’s so cute.” Brittany paused. “I lost my little one three years ago, but I still like to come here once in awhile. It reminds me that I was a mother even if only for a short time.”

Katie swallowed. She wasn’t sure she could do that if she didn’t have Kyle. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

Brittany shook her head and smiled. “Thank you. It was carbon monoxide poisoning. My husband and I both had it, too, but not to the extent that our son did.” She paused to wipe an eye. “It’s gotten better but I still miss him.”

Katie remained silent. She couldn’t talk to her about Lisa; it wouldn’t be fair.

Soon other moms with their strollers arrived and Katie didn’t get to talk to Brittany any more. She was relieved that she didn’t have to search for conversation. Especially when the main thing on her mind was the child she had lost and how she feared that God would take Kyle from her.

The next afternoon, Katie returned to the park with Kyle and her Bible. It had been years since she’d spent this much time reading and praying. After only a few verses, a shadow cast over her. She looked up to see Brittany.

“Am I interrupting?”

“No, please sit down.”

“Are you okay? You seem so sad to be a new mother.”

Tears threatened at the concern in Brittany’s voice. Katie cleared her throat. “I am sad but I’m afraid you’ll hate me if I tell you about it. But I also think you can understand better than other people because you’ve lost a child of your own.”

“Trust me. I won’t judge you.”

Katie told her how she’d gotten pregnant in high school and had an abortion before she became a Christian. “I prayed for God’s forgiveness and I know He has but I can’t seem to forgive myself. And now that I’ve been blessed with Kyle, I’m so afraid that God will take him away from me as punishment.”

“Oh, but God doesn’t work that way. He loves us.”

Katie checked on Kyle before answering. “Sometimes I find myself going into his room at night just to check and see that he’s still breathing. I took away my other baby’s chance to take a breath.” She wiped her cheek. “I named her Lisa even though I didn’t know if she was a girl. I wanted to always remember her.”

Brittany placed her hand on Katie’s shoulder. “God forgave you and is giving you a second chance. Don’t waste it on the past.”

That evening, the phone rang. “Hello,” Katie answered.

“Hello, this is Marilyn Baker from church.”

“Oh, hello, Mrs. Baker.”

“We had a last minute cancellation with the teen girls’ sleepover this weekend and I wondered if you would be able to help out. It’s just watching movies and eating pizza and then at the end, you could give a little talk on our topic, Life is Precious. Would you do it?”

Was this the second chance Brittany talked about? “I’d love to, Mrs. Baker.”

After hanging up, she walked into Kyle’s room and watched him sleep. His breathing was quick and shallow as if he was dreaming. Thank you, Lord, for second chances. Help me to honor You with my every breath.

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Mildred Sheldon08/26/10
I truly loved such a tender story and I thank God for my box of Kleenex because I needed them. You have written an excellent story about the subject and it deserves to be read and commented on by many. Thank you and God bless.
Nancy Bucca08/26/10
I truly enjoyed this story! How many of us long to see good come out of past mistakes! I like the title, but if I had the option I would rename it "A Second Chance."
Kara Dunham 08/27/10
I really like this story. I was gripped from the very beginning. What a powerful message, especially about God's redemption. At the beginning of the story I slightly chuckled because I would always be checking on my son to make sure he was breathing. I suppose my creative mind always freaked me out a bit, thinking of everything that could go wrong. Well done!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/28/10
You did an outstanding job on a very difficult topic. You have a great deal of courage to share this story. You drew me in and I was captivated by all of the characters.
Rachel Phelps09/01/10
I love the message of this story. Your MC was dimensional, and the beginning was just wonderful. Some of the dialogue felt slightly stilted in my head, but overall, extremely strong entry!
Nancy Sullivan 09/02/10
Congratulations on your recognition for a beautiful and touching story about redemption and second chances.