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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: It's a Colorful World (12/03/09)

TITLE: The Christmas Miracle
By Debra Elliott
12/04/09


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Timmy sighed. Stepping back he gave the tree a once over, sparse and tiny this year, not an Oregon Sliver Tip he wished for from Christmases long ago when his daddy was alive, but at least his family had a Christmas tree. No ornaments decorated the little tree, only a few strands of blinking lights he had found in the dumpster while searching for food to feed his family.

Blue, red, green, and yellow lights blinked on the tiny tree. Blink, blink, blink. With each blink Timmy felt hope. His mother and siblings would wake up to Christmas this year. He prayed for a miracle. Timmy didn’t believe in Santa Clause, so he already knew there would be no presents under the tree. He did believe in God and he knew God sometimes answered prayers.

He prayed for a warm winter coat for his mother. Mama only has a tattered sweater and she’s coughs all the time Lord...

He prayed for a new dolly for his five year old sister Katie. Katie’s dolly has no hair and only one eye Lord...

For his little brother Stevie, Timmy prayed for a miracle. Lord, I am not asking for a toy for Stevie. I am asking for a miracle. Let Stevie walk again. Stevie’s only three and he doesn’t have a chance at life if he never walks. Thank you Lord.

Timmy didn’t ask for anything for himself. At thirteen he didn’t think he needed anything. He loved his family so much he wanted them to have a very special Christmas.

Blink, blink, blink. The lights sparkled on the tree. Timmy watched as the lights blinked.

Blue is for faith, red is for love, green is for blessings and yellow is for trust. Timmy remembered his Sunday School teacher telling him what each color meant.

Blink, blink, blink. The lights dimmed as Timmy eyes grew heavy with tiredness.

Faith, hope and trust is what he had in God and he knew God would bless his family with a Christmas miracle.

Before falling asleep he checked on mama and his little brother and sister. He made sure they were warm. He place another piece of wood on the fireplace and crawled in bed next to Stevie.

He dreamt of mama’s new coat, Katie’s new dolly and Stevie’s new legs.

Timmy awoken to a loud noise. He looked around the room and didn’t see anything, only the lights on the Christmas tree.

Blink, blink, blink.

Blue, red, green, and yellow. Faith, hope and trust blinked steadily.

Somehow Timmy knew his prayers would be answered and God would bless his family with a Christmas miracle. He went back to sleep until it would be time for Christmas morning.

Timmy overslept. Katie got up first and ran to wake him up. “Timmy, Timmy. Santa Clause has been here!”

“Huh?” Timmy still half asleep didn’t understand what his sister said. Santa Clause? He thought she meant he came because of the tree.

He got up and went to put a log on the fire. He smelled something cooking. Is that bacon?

What is going on?

Timmy saw his mama cooking bacon on the hotplate. Where did bacon come from?

“Merry Christmas Timmy”, his mama hugged him.

“Merry Christmas mama. Where did the bacon come from?”

“I don’t know. It’s a miracle. There is a tree and presents under it too!”
Her eyes misted and happy tears fell.

Timmy ran to the tree and sure enough presents sat under the tiny tree with no ornaments.

Blink, blink, blink.

Blue, red, green, yellow lights glowed brighter this morning.

Mama walked over to Timmy. She looked at him. “Do you know anything about this?”

“No mama, only the tree. I promise.”

“It’s a miracle.”

Timmy reached under the tree for a present.

Katie and Stevie rushed him. Katie ripped open her present. Her doll. Timmy started crying.

“Mama, your next.”

Mama carefully opend her present. A winter coat. Mama put it on.

Next came Stevie. Timmy wondered what Stevie had in such a big box. Stevie ripped his present opened too. Braces. Stevie got braces so he can walk again.

Timmy fell to his knees and thanked the Lord.

“Heavenly Father, thank you for the Christmas miracle you gave my family.”

Timmy didn’t see the last present under the tree.

“Here Timmy”, his mama handed him a present.

Timmy carefully opened the present. A book. Treasure Island, his favorite book. Today Timmy believed in Santa Clause.


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Carol Penhorwood 12/10/09
Absolutely lovely!
Amanda Deed 12/11/09
That was beautiful. I have a tear in my eye.
c clemons12/16/09
Sweet story told many times before. I would recommend however before submitting to have someone read your article, there were several misspelled words,("Santa Claus" not "Clause") for one. For Advance level I would expect less of the obvious mistakes. Keep writing, practice does help.