Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  



The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!
The Official Writing Challenge

BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN

INSTRUCTIONS

how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level

ENTRIES

submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners



Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.





TRUST JESUS TODAY

TRY THE TEST



how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry
Topic: Rejoicing (11/22/04)

TITLE: Magnificat
By Melanie Page
11/27/04

 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 SEND ARTICLE TO A FRIEND

One last groan, one last push and a thin wailing cry broke the silence. The young mother slumped back, exhausted yet curiously elated.

The midwife cut the cord and held the baby up by his ankles. He was red and wrinkly, smeared with his mother’s blood and yelling furiously now.

“It’s a boy’, she said unnecessarily.

The old woman lay the baby down again and began wrapping him swiftly against the cold night air. The girl watched languidly, getting her breath back.

After laying the baby to one side, the old woman tended the girl; delivering the afterbirth and making the new mother more comfortable. She settled the baby at his mother’s breast and showed her how to hold the child, how to support his head, how to guide him to the nipple.

Once they had convinced the child to suck she went to the door.

“You can come in now.”

A young man came in. He looked at his wife lying on the rough cot and at the baby at her breast.

“Isn’t he beautiful”, she whispered.

Her husband looked down and every last reservation he had had about this pregnancy and this marriage vanished. The shame he had felt, the hesitation and uncertainty; all were gone.

He knelt down beside the bed and smoothed the tip of one finger over the baby’s cheek.

“You were right.” he said. “We are blessed: both of us.”

He stayed there, kneeling for a long time, watching the baby as he slept. He took his wife’s hand and they quietly rejoiced over the miracle of birth and the precious new life they had been given.

Then the young man gently took the child from his wife’s arms. He cradled the sleeping infant gently and with his free hand he unwound the cloth from the baby’s feet.

He stood for a long time, unmoving, his heart full of wonder and he remembered what his wife had said some months earlier. He lifted up his soul to God, his creator and his heart echoed the same refrain. “My heart magnifies the Lord”, his mind sang, “And my spirit rejoices in God.”

Then he looked down at the child in his arms, gently bent his head and kissed his saviour’s tiny feet.


Member Comments
Member Date
Candace Marra11/29/04
Good descriptive writing! I felt like I was right there in the room for that birth.
Phyllis Inniss 12/02/04
Very vivid portrayal of the birth and the joy it brought. Thanks for sharing.
Diane Johnson12/02/04
Melanie, what a beautiful portrayal of Jesus' birth. I did not see it coming. What a wonderful surprise! Blessings!
Debbie OConnor12/02/04
Just beautiful. I loved the ending particularly. Great entry!
A B12/05/04
Beautiful story and also loved the ending.