Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: TV (10/04/18)
TITLE: Super Serious Drama Time
By Donna Powers
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My Mom Senses have taught me that means Serious Drama Time.
I gave her a few minutes alone and went in to see what was wrong. Knowing what's worked from Serious Dramas Past, I brought a bag of chocolate chip cookies and a mug of milk. I asked her what was wrong.
She sighed and moaned, “Mom, I wanna live in the TV.”
Well, that was a new one. But I ventured onward. "Why would you want to live in the TV, Liza?"
“Mom, I mean it. Real life stinks. On TV, life always comes out right. I want my life to be like that.”
I held out the cookies and milk, but she shook her head “no.” Ah. Super Serious Drama Time. “What happened, sweetie?”
“Only everything. See: on TV, every problem gets solved by the end of the half hour. On TV, the nerdy kid always makes the cheerleader squad despite her two left feet; she figures out a way to somehow understand and pass the math test, and the awesome guy she likes asks her to the pep rally instead of stupid Shannon McKinney.”
“I see. Sounds like you had a tough day.”
Liza slumped down on her bed and nodded her head. “The worst.”
With Super Serious Drama, sometimes a Mom can only wait out the storm. I held out the cookies and milk again; this time she took them.
After taking two cookies, she sighed. "Mom, some days just stink. Ya know?”
I hugged her and commiserated. Then I said, "Liza, I can't dial back your day, but I do know something besides TV that makes our life turn out to be the best it can be. Will you let me pray with you?"
Liza rolled her eyes, but nodded and folded her hands.
I prayed, "Lord, please bless Liza and show her Your Love. Grant her peace and the understanding of Your Will in these situations. Let her rejoice in her blessings and know she is loved. Amen."
"Amen," she echoed. She crunched her cookies and then sighed.
"Well, I guess I know I can't really live in the TV, Mom."
"Well, I'll say, Liza. After all, you'd never fit all your stuff into that little box."
"Oh my gosh, Mom. You're so corny."
"OK, I guess I am. But, speaking of corn, why don't you help me husk some for dinner?"
"Yay! Corn on the cob." She stood and followed me out to the kitchen.
Super Serious Drama Time averted. For now.
"Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." Philippians 4:6 NIV
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