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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: The Pen is Mightier than the Sword (04/08/10)

TITLE: Will Power
By Virgil Youngblood
04/12/10


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Will Power



“Momma, do you know the story about the hand writing on the wall in the Bible? Mrs. Ellis said the king got too big for his britches and God took him down. I said, ‘they only wore robes – not britches.’ She gave me a mean look and said I was getting too big for my britches, too.” A tear escaped down Cyndi’s rosy cheek. “I was wearing my plaid skirt, Momma. I’m so confused.”

Sharron pulled Cyndi into her arms and gave her eight year old daughter a hug. Gently brushing the tear stain from Cyndi’s face she said, “I’ve just baked some Snickerdoodles. Let’s have one, and a glass of milk. I’ll tell you about Daniel and the King and Mrs. Ellis.”

Cyndi crawled up on a stool at the snack bar and said, “Ennnie, Minnie, Miney, Moe, I pick this one” and selected a cookie. Sharon poured the milk.

“Did you know this is Mrs. Ellis’ first time to teach a Sunday School class? She is trying to be a good teacher, I’m sure. Try not to ask too many questions. Okay?”

“Yes, Momma. I like the way Mrs. Ellis smiles and hugs me when I come in the door. That makes me feel good.”

“Oh, I’m happy to hear that.” Sharron took a bite of a cookie. “Um, those are good, aren’t they? Now, King Belshazzar was a rich and powerful king. He lived in a city with very high walls around it. No one could get inside unless he opened a gate. One day when the Persian army came to fight, he shut the gates and gave a big party for his soldiers and friends.

“But God was not pleased because Belshazzar praised false gods for his success. God’s hand wrote some words on the wall. Daniel, a prophet that loved God, was the only one that could read the words. He told Belshazzar that God was taking away his kingdom that night and God did. That’s what Mrs. Ellis meant when she said Belshazzar got too big for his britches and God took him down.”

“Oh, I understand, Momma. Belshazzar did not put God first. That’s what preacher Tim said we must do.”

“That’s right, Cyndi.”

“Momma, why did Mr. Roberts die? Was God unhappy with him?”

“Mr. Roberts loved God with all his heart and God loved him. His wife was in heaven and he wanted to be with her again. He sure didn’t want to be stuck in a care home.”

“His son was mean to him.”

“I know. I’m sorry you heard Bruce yelling and threatening his dad, or seeing the police come that time.”

“Why did he do that? Why did he beat-up his daddy?”

“Something happened to Bruce. I don’t know what? He could never make enough money for the way he wanted to live. When Mr. Roberts told Bruce he would not help him anymore, Bruce got really mad. He threatened to put Mr. Roberts in a facility and get control of his money. And, he might have if Mr. Roberts hadn’t had a heart attack and died.”

“Is Bruce going to live next door?”

“Cyndi, you sure ask a lot of questions. Mr. Roberts told Bruce it was time for him to support himself. Bruce got too big for his britches and he didn’t get a dime. Bruce didn’t find that out until last week.”

“What do you mean?”

“Mr. Roberts changed his will. He left everything he owned to a Christian children’s home. His signature on the will trumped Bruce’s threats.”

“Mrs. Ellis said we need to pray for those kids, especially. Did she know Mr. Roberts?”

“I don’t think so. Hey, no more Snickerdoodles, girl. We will get too big for our britches if we don’t save some for your father.”


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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 04/16/10
You did a great job with the voice of Cyndi asking the Sunday School teacher her questions. It seemed very real.
The sudden turn of topics caught me a little off-guard, but you brought it back together again. You did a good job explaining the harshness of the world in which we live.
Allen Stark04/16/10
Great dialogue and lesson.
Brenda Shipman04/17/10
This wise mom took advantage of a teachable moment with her daughter. Nice illustration of how God often humbles those of us who get "too big for our britches."
Patricia Herchenroether04/19/10
Very nice example of pride and big britches!
Loren T. Lowery04/20/10
You've shown how a loving parent can sense there's "more to the story" then what their child is initially telling. You've also shown how a child's mind can work when learning to trust an adult with their genuine thoughts and concerns
Beth LaBuff 04/20/10
I enjoyed how you wove the "big britches" through this. :) I could just hear little Cyndi with all her questions. (so typical of kids and can be trying for adults as you illustrate). Nice work on this!
Noel Mitaxa 04/21/10
Nice twist on the big britches, Virgil. Good believable dialogue as you personify the questions and the teaching. Well done
Sarah Elisabeth 04/21/10
awww, that was some cute dialogue to start off with...poor thing.

Sad story, glad the mother handled it well with her little girl