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BRENDA THIESSEN: A Mother’s Heart

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Overwhelmed with inexplicable love, she holds her newborn baby to her breast.

She nurtures her child with tender, loving care through the years, through all the joys and challenges.

Even into adulthood, she watches this beautiful life with amazement and wonder, thanking the Creator,

Until this mother’s heart stops beating.

Brenda Thiessen, along with her husband, Harv, lives in Port Colborne, Ontario, where she serves with Operation Mobilization Canada. They have four children – three girls and one boy – and will soon have a son-in-law (and a nephew-in-law: me!).

Kid Chameleon

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When he wanted to stay in bed, he imitated a cozy blanket.

When he wanted to keep playing outside, he made himself look like a tree.

When he didn’t want to eat his broccoli, he blended into his chair.

Dad was usually fooled, but Mom could see right through it.

This story was based on a title suggested by @Vigafray.

LIANNA WILLIAMSON: The Darkness Those Eyes Have Seen

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He pointed the camera at her and asked, “Grandma, how does it feel to be a great grandmother?”

She looked up from the baby they had named for her late husband, her eyes wet.

“Everything the Nazis took from me… I got it all back.” Her voice was triumphant: “Everything.”

You can read more of Lianna Williamson’s writing on her writing blog.

Lie-Baby

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“Aww, where’s mommy?” they teased. “Is baby homesick?”

And she dried her tears and lied to them.

“I’m not homesick,” she shouted, and that wasn’t the lie.

“I don’t care about my mommy,” she protested, and that wasn’t the lie.

“Leave me alone!” she screamed, and that was the lie.

This story was based on a title suggested by Dan Hingston through the Facebook page.

Martian Window Shopper

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It stepped gingerly from floor tile to floor tile, peering through the panes of glass with eyes widened by wonder and awe.

“Why ya gettin’ all googly-eyed?” asked a child. “Ain’tcha never seen a candy store before?”

It hadn’t. And its translator was broken.

It felt threatened. It reacted poorly.

This story was based on a title suggested by @Keab42.

TIM SEVENHUYSEN: Low Expectations

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The helicopter buzzed over the city like a truck-sized mosquito.

“I can see my house!” cried little Jeremy.

“You’ll never see it again if your parents don’t pay up,” grunted one of the masked men.

“You want money?” said Jeremy. He gave them his allowance, and they let him go.

Listen Well

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Martha said, “Listen well, Little Tommy. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my many years, it’s that you’ve got to have self control.”

Tommy folded his chubby little arms. “You’re not the boss of me!”

“Listen to your grandmother,” said Martha, wagging her seven-year-old finger. “And to me, too.”