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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Personal Peace (06/01/06)

TITLE: Lessons from a Will-wind
By Theresa Kissinger
06/04/06


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At three and a half…

“Willy Winkie, not your curly hair, lets wait until summer. You can get a buzz haircut then.”

“But Mommy, I want to look like Pop and Daddy.”

At five and three quarters…

“Willy, I think you broke your leg. Haven’t I told you, you’re not Superman?”

“Mommy, pray that it’s not broken. I want you to pray for my leg.”

At just past six…

“Willy it’s too dangerous for you to ride the tractor with Pop.

“Mommy, Jesus and Pop take care of me.”

At the Sunday school picnic at eight…

“Willy what were you thinking? Haven’t I told you about swinging so high? We’re going to the hospital I think you have a concussion.”

“Mom I’m OK.”

At ten…

“W I L L Y, are you all right? I think you just got the wind knocked out of you. Why would you swing on a tree limb like an Olympic gymnast?”

Twelve years old in the barn…

“WILLIAM HENRY, I know I didn’t see you jump off the rafters into that hay.”

“Well, Mom you always said my angels work overtime.”

Not quite thirteen…

“Will, I just don’t know if I like the idea of you traveling all over the country with Mr. Lou. He is in his sixties what if he has a heart attack or something. What would you do? I’ll have to pray about this.”

“Mom, I already have prayed and I’m going to be alright.”

At fifteen…

“Will, Hurricane Mitch just hit Tegucigalpa, you need to call Pastor Mike and tell him you’re not going on this mission trip. Anyway, what can you do there now? ”

“No Mom, I can’t do that. The Lord blessed me with jobs and donations for the plane ticket. God wouldn’t have blessed me if He didn’t want me to go.”

At seventeen…

“Son you just graduated, just wait one year. Work and get a car and then you can and go to Master’s Commission next year.”

“Mom as much as I would like to have a car I believe I’m supposed to go now. If God wants me to have a car He’ll provide one.”

And again at eighteen…

“Honey, please stay home this time and work for a car, then you can go back to Master’s next year.”

“Mother, you know I want a car. It’s so inconvenient not having one but I’d rather walk everywhere than miss God’s will for my life. I know this is His will for now.

And then nineteen…

“Will, I’m just saying don’t go to Texas this year. It’s expensive to travel between Baltimore and El Peso. We’ll only see each other at Christmas.

“Mommy, I learned everything I know about hearing God from you. I cannot hear as well as you can but I believe He’s calling me to go. This family is important to me, I hate the thought of not being together but I have to follow Him.”

Twenty years old…

“Mom I have something important to talk to you about. I start on staff in July and I want to take back an engagement ring when I go.”

“William, you’re so young and this is your first position, you won’t be making enough money to live on, much less support a wife. Besides, you’ve never even dated another girl, how do you know Jessica is the one?

“I know the Lord sent her to me.”

His twenty-first April…

“Well Son this is it! Do you remember how I’ve told you that you went from crawling to running? I’m so glad the Lord has given you someone to run the race with you. Congratulations Son!”

With brimming eyes, “Thanks Mommy, I love you. I am who I am because of you.”

Four weeks later…

“Hello… Mom…?”

“Will, what’s wrong, are you crying?”

“Mom, Jessica’s late!”

“With the Power and Light bill, I hope!”

“No, we think she’s pregnant. What are we going to do? We can’t have a baby now we just got married.”

“It’s only the stress of the wedding, honeymoon, moving, and starting new jobs. It will be OK.”

“Mom, Jessica bought three pregnancy tests…they all turned blue.”

“Well now if that’s true, then this is God’s will. Just trust Him.”

January 12, 2006…

“Momma, do you want to hold your grandson before they take him to NICU?”

“Hello Noah, I’m your Mimi. I know our Jesus is going to take care of you just like He has your daddy.”


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dub W06/10/06
Too cool - a fun and insightful outline of maturation.
Virginia Gorg06/12/06
I like this and the way you wove the worry from the mother to the son, then gave it up to Jesus. Nicely done, insightful. I almost didn't read this - I'm glad I did.
Sharlyn Guthrie06/14/06
As the mother of three grown sons AND a grandson named Noah, I could really relate to this! I liked how you portrayed the son's uncertainty when it was his turn to be a parent! Great job!