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The Kingdom of the Gracious One

The sun rose in gentle strides over the kingdom that lay in the southern mountains. The light chased away the shadows of night as it drew its curtain up the mountainside. It peeked into the houses and shops of the inhabitants of the kingdom as if to say “Up, up. A new day is beginning.” […]

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The Gift (14)

The ringing of the telephone jolted the old man back to reality. He had been browsing through some material that Pastor Kielman had given him that morning when they had met for breakfast and made it to the phone only a second or two before the answering machine would have picked it up. Grumbling to […]

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The Gift (13)

The room, though a bit smaller, was not much different than most every other hospital room. Neutral colors adorned the walls and floor giving the room a false sense of warmth, at least as far as the patient was concerned. She was cold. Ruth lay in the bed with the blankets pulled up to her […]

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The Gift (12)

His wife had attended this church for many years and yet he had never once stepped foot inside. There was a time in his life when he wore that fact as a badge of honor but now as he looked through the car window at the large, and admittedly beautiful, building he couldn’t help but […]

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The Gift (11)

The time had come. For a couple of days now he had struggled with the news of Ruth’s cancer and had been unable to completely come to terms with the situation. Particularly he had much difficulty grasping how God fit into this. For what seemed like the millionth time he wished that Jenny were here. […]

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The Gift (10)

In the previous installment of “The Gift” the old man had busied himself with baking goodies for the VanVleets, intending to bring them the next day as a celebration for what he supposed had been good news from the doctor regarding Ruth’s diagnosis. Though miss-understanding the situation, this thoughtful act would do more for the […]

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Silent Night

It started at eight o’clock on Christmas Eve morning. First she needed to bake 3 pies. She needed flour, sugar, cinnamon, apples, butter, pumpkin filling. She preheated the oven, rolled out the dough and mixed the filling together. As the first pie was baking she prepared the pumpkin and the mince meat pie and then […]

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The Gift (9)

In the last installment of “The Gift” the oldest daughter of the old man’s neighbors was diagnosed with cancer in her leg. Although all had known this was a possibility this type of news is never easy and left the VanVleets leaning on their God, something they would be much more conscious of from now […]

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The Man in the Cage

Three days ago he had given himself over to insanity. Not the insanity of the schizophrenic or the deranged, but the mindless silence of a man past speaking. How long he had been in this cage he could not say. It was since the beginning of his remembering. And where remembering began he did not […]

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Ruth

It’s not that I didn’t like Ruth, she just got on my nerves. Other residents detracted from a nurse aide’s more unpleasant tasks. There was Minnie, self-appointed greeter of the visitors that entered the nursing home, who thought that she was still in her teens and spent much of her time in the armchair nearest […]

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The Gift (8)

As far as doctors’ offices went this was nothing like she had ever seen. Well, actually it was because she had been here only a few days before but that had been the first time. The family doctor to whom they had gone their entire married life had recently moved his office to a brand […]

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The Gift (7)

A few days later the old man sat at the table in his kitchen having coffee with Janet. Having seen her outside earlier straightening a few things up in the yard he had noticed that although she was going through the motions something just didn’t seem right. Thinking that maybe she was distracted for some […]

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The Christmas Story

“Don’t you love Christmas?” I glance up from my grocery list to look at the woman next to me. She smiles a wide smile. A jaunty Santa cap perches on her curly hair, and two little elves dangle from her ears. “Don’t you love Christmas?” she asks again, and then continues, “I just love Christmas—the […]

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The Gift (6)

With her hands filled with the dessert dishes she walked from the family room into the kitchen where her husband was already filling the dishwasher. Setting the dishes down on the island behind him, she pulled one of the stools out and sat down. “Well, I think that went quite well if I do say […]

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Jane

Chapter 1 Twelve-year-old Jane Hanson scanned the horizon for a fringe of land. They had been traveling on the Swift One for five months now. It wouldn’t be long now until they would land in Charles Town’s harbour. Father would be waiting for them and they would move into the beautiful mansion Father had built. Jane knew […]

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The Gift (5)

Later that evening he remembered with a start as he looked at the pile of bills on the kitchen counter that he had not gotten the mail for at least a couple of days. With all that had been happening he had simply forgotten all about it. This had also been one of the many […]

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The Gift (4)

Without bothering to look through the peep-hole in the front door he grasped the handle and opened it feeling irritated at the interruption as well as anxious as to whom it could be. There on the front stoop stood the woman who lived next door with her husband and four children, her hair blowing in […]

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The Gift (3)

He remembered wanting to scream. Of course there is something you can do! Make her better! You’re a doctor, that’s what you do! If only it had been that easy. His wife had been so strong through it all. She had been a very religious woman and it seemed that this enabled her to face this trial […]

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The Gift (2)

Some time ago I wrote a story entitled “The Gift,” intending it to be a short story. As time has passed I have decided that I would like to develop that story a bit more. It is my intention to write small segments to the larger story and continue where the original left off, using […]

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Sam Learns a Lesson

Sam jumped out of bed Saturday morning with big plans running through his head. Today he was going to work on his fort in the backyard! Dad had given him some pieces of scrap wood to use, and Sam was determined to have the best fort ever built. He hurriedly dressed in some clothes he […]

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Persecution in Sudan

A gunshot startled John from turbulent sleep. Heart pounding in his ears, he immediately ran to his parents’ side. Where were they? Confused and trembling, John hurried outside where he saw his parents standing in front of two soldiers wearing the hateful colors of North Sudan. In the dim light, John saw blood dripping down […]

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Sara’s Prayer

What began as the solitary ballet of a single snowflake had slowly evolved into the dance of a host innumerable. The tiny ice crystals that had served as the introduction gave way to large flakes that fell slowly down, covering all in a brilliant blanket of white. The birds and squirrels that only a short […]

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Be Content With Your Wages

Lynette is a member of Hope Protestant Reformed Church in Walker, Michigan. This story is a Beacon Lights writing contest winner. The summer of 1929 was a hot, dry, Pennsylvania summer. The whole country was in the midst of a depression and many farmers were struggling to pay for their farms. God used one family’s […]

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The Farbers?*

Aryn is in the grade 7 and is a member of Wingham Protestant Reformed Church in Wingham, Ontario, Canada. Beacon Lights received a number of excellent, creative stories in response to the writing contest we offered. The winners will be published in this and subsequent issues. We would like to thank all those who participated […]

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Writing Contest Sampler

The following is a story that surpasses the 1600 word limit for the contest, but provides a good example of the type of writing we are looking for. Perhaps you tried writing a story earlier and then gave up. Now is a good time to take a fresh look at your work and give it […]

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