The Christmas Story That Almost Wasn’t

I love Christmas-themed fiction. Doesn’t matter the length–novels, novellas, short stories. And in the past couple of years I’ve been wondering if I could write some kind of a Christmas story. I didn’t know what, exactly. I didn’t have a specific idea. But when I heard about the Guideposts A Cup of Christmas Cheer project back in March I started thinking.

There would be two volumes of the book–one with contemporary short stories, one with historical short stories–all with Christmas settings and themes. You’d think I’d immediately settle on a historical idea, but for some reason it was a set of contemporary characters that have been flitting around my mind for five or so years that jumped to the forefront. Was there a Christmas story in there? And if so, could I write it in less than 10,000 words?

I wasn’t sure of the answer of either question, but I dove in anyway and ended up with a rough draft which I sheepishly gave my critique group. They returned the pages a few days later with their suggested changes and I had every intention of getting to those revisions and sending the submission well before the deadline. Well, the Friday before the Monday deadline, to be exact. Except something happened. Life interfered.

My aunt fell and was taken to the ER. My parents, who were on a trip out west, asked me to run up to the hospital and check on my her. What I thought would be a quick trip to take her back to the facility where she lives turned into a three day ordeal, transferred from one hospital to another, from the ER to ICU to a regular room over a brain bleed from the fall. All thoughts of my Christmas short story fled as I sat with her, talked to doctors, and gradually wilted due to lack of sleep and scarfing down unhealthy food.

Because you see, every other adult in my family was out of town. Seriously. My parents were out west. My sister and her family were driving to Colorado. My brother and his family were driving home from Colorado. My other sister and her family live overseas. And even my husband was out of town on business through that weekend–a very rare occurrence. I was the only one there to be with my aunt, and given her memory issues, she needed someone with her at all times.

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I arrived back home on Sunday, exhausted. Less than twenty-four hours until the deadline for the story’s submission. I decided I wouldn’t do it. I couldn’t do it. But when I woke up Monday morning, something niggled at me. My critique partners had spent their time giving me feedback. I should at least be able to tell them it wasn’t for naught. So I revised and emailed the story to my agent on the morning of the deadline.

He emailed back almost immediately. He was on vacation. Had been only checking email sporadically. Just happened to see mine right then. He sent it to an assistant to submit.

The “almost” not finishing the story and the “almost” not getting it submitted in time struck me as odd, but I figured it was simply a good exercise in persistence. I didn’t expect much else. Until I got the email saying my story had been accepted. Then all of a sudden the events took on more clarity. It was as if the Lord had spoken quite clearly: “See? Nothing can thwart My purposes. If I want something you write to be published, no weekend in the hospital or agent on vacation can stop that from happening.”

And I don’t know about you, but knowing God is in control is a very comforting and freeing thing.

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13 comments on “The Christmas Story That Almost Wasn’t

  1. Anne, your experience sounds so similar to what I experienced a few years ago when my mother fell down the stairs and got a concussion with a brain bleed. I ended up having to stay with her for 2 months she was so bad off. Needless to say, everything I was doing went on immediate hold. It amazes me, as you also have learned, how the Lord only expects us to do what we can and be faithful with it. He takes care of the rest! So glad that your story was accepted. It makes it a little more special that way, too!

    • Yes, it does! I hope your mom is ok now! It took another surgery a few weeks later for my aunt, but she’s been doing well ever since that. I love the faithfulness of the Lord–and the continual reminders that the people in our lives are the most important things He’s given to us. And then He adds so much more!

  2. What a healthy reminder to all of us! Thanks for sharing. I love Christmas stories and hope to get my hands on these some day. 🙂
    Congrats on the Christmas release! My own Christmas story is still in the “is there a story in there??” stage. Lol I love to read Christmas fiction so writing one is a natural fit. But I trust that when the timing is right the story will be a natural fit too. Until then I’ll bask in the Christmas focused scenes from my novel. 😉

  3. I love learning the story behind your story and God’s perfect timing, Anne! I can’t wait to read “A Bloom in Winter”!

  4. You know the saying, God is never late, almost never early but always on time. Sounds like He knew exactly when this was supposed to be submitted. So glad you listened to that inner voice!

    • Amen! I knew an old Baptist preacher who always said one of the names of God is Jehovah Nick-o-time. I try to remember it often!

  5. Thanks for sharing the story behind your story, Anne. I see it as a testimony to sacrificial love. You dropped everything to be there for your aunt, even though it wasn’t convenient and greatly altered your plans. I love how God honored that by helping you get that story submitted, despite several setbacks.

    One question: How did things turn out with your aunt?

    • Thanks, Keli. I saw that, too. Serving others that way is not something I often do well, so I love that the Lord reminds me of His faithfulness when I do through this story. And that brain bleed ended up being a very slow one that had to be taken care of later, but my aunt is fine now.

  6. I love how God speaks to us through circumstances where everything seems to be wrong. The whole past year has felt that way for me and yet I can see the very deliberate steps of the Lord in putting specific people in my path, opening up opportunities that I didn’t even know existed until they were offered to me, and in the little whispers as characters and plots developed that spoke directly to me. God can be trusted to see us through every time. Looking forward to reading this collection of short stories.

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