THE GRACE OF GOD

He saw her looking at the cereals, getting ready to chose one. She was
a doll. Blonde hair, big blue eyes, and he had heard her softly giggling.
She had her toy bear with her. He heard her mother call her Grace. Then
she grabbed a box of Apple Jacks off the shelve and started walking down
the aisle back to her mother. He stopped her, and told her that her mother
was waiting outside the store, and that she was mad. The little girl was
confused, how could her mommy have gotten outside already, but she
went with the nice man, she didn’t want her mommy to be mad. He took
her back to his house, and murdered her. He made her suffer. He had
no remorse. He had no conscious. He had enjoyed it. The next day he
went back to the same store, and revisited the spot where he had had
his chance meeting with her, the Apple Jacks cereal display. He had many
special spots like this at other stores. The toy aisle, the candy aisle, and
the list went on and on. He had murdered many children. When he got
home the police were waiting for him and they arrested him. It turned
out that Grace had e-mailed her mother when he had left her alone,
thinking that she was unconscious. He had underestimated her abilities,
and had never thought that she would be sophisticated enough to know
how to use a computer. This time it had been more than a chance meeting.
She had been the special child that had brought about his capture. She
might have died, but it was not totally in vain, she had put an end to him
and his brutality. She had saved many other potential future victims. She
was a very smart little girl. She was sweet and innocent, too innocent to
understand the concept of intentional cruelty, making someone suffer,
or revenge, however she had turned him over to the people who would
make him suffer, or pay as it is referred to. Grace was with God now,
however as he was sitting in his prison cell he could hear her soft giggles.

JANE Á PARIS

Copyright ©2008 JANE Á PARIS


Sometimes we underestimate…1 Corinthians 15:10

But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me has not been in vain. In fact, I worked harder than all of them – yet not I, but the grace of God with me.

I have a deep love for expressionism – ‘Expressionistic artist sought to develop pictorial forms which would express their innermost feelings rather than represent the external world. Expressionist painting is intense, passionate and highly personal, based on the concept of the painter’s canvas as a vehicle for demonstrating emotions. Violent, unreal color and dramatic brushwork make the typical expressionistic painting quiver with vitality.’ This is what I try to achieve when I paint.

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Comments

  • Solar Zorra
    Solar Zorraabout 7 years ago

    This was really good, Jane …..why didn’t you put it in twisted tales?

  • JaneAParis
    JaneAParisabout 7 years ago

    I did. I just was slow about it because I wanted to make sure that I thought it fit what they want in a story. I hope it does. Thanks so much for the compliment. Thanks for your reading, your time, and your comments. Have a great day. Smiles from Jane.

  • Thomas Josiah Chappelle
    Thomas Josiah ...about 7 years ago

    The most tragic yet uplifting story that I have read…..may he be tortured so….even if should repnt…his remorse will consume him

  • God works in mysterious ways. Smiles from Jane.

    – JaneAParis

  • Alix Purcell
    Alix Purcellabout 7 years ago

    Jane… well done, really. Sometimes the greatest loss is actually a great sacrifice… You captured that perfectly. Beautiful.

  • Hilary Robertshaw
    Hilary Robertshawabout 7 years ago

    Hi

    This fits in fine, it’s just the poetry we have trouble with!

    Hx

  • Rella
    Rellaabout 7 years ago

    Very meaningful. I’m curious about the intention behind leaving it as one block of writing? Just curious :)

  • I have made three attempts at flash fiction, so I have three grocery store stories on board now, from the April challenge. I have failed miserably at all attempts because I keep going over the word limits. However, I like it in this block style, which I usually write in, because it is short, precise and sweet, or not so sweet as this case may be. Soft giggles. Smiles from Jane.

    – JaneAParis

  • Stephen  J. Vattimo
    Stephen J. Va...about 7 years ago
    Jane,this story reminds me of the teaching in the Bible, What a person sow so shall they reap.The man in your story like many of us, think we can get away with murder,as long as we are more clever then those around us. The truth is, no one is more clever then God. there is no corner in creation that is hiden from his sight. There is no place his hand of justice can not reach. The little girl Grace was the hand of God’s justice. The thing about God’s justice is you never know when it’s going to show up. But you can count on His justice to show up at the right time.Great story!Stephen
  • Thanks for the compliment and I totally agree. Smiles from Jane.

    – JaneAParis

  • Ushna Sardar
    Ushna Sardarabout 7 years ago

    this is awesome sweet Jane!

  • Thank you Ushna! Smiles from Jane.

    – JaneAParis

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