My Hero's Lesson: A Short Story

The Grandfather Clock’s Lesson
I was only a few months old when my great grandfather died of cancer. I never got to know the man my mother knew. My mom and her Grandpa had a strong relationship, almost like best friends.
One fall day, almost thirteen years after his death, I was playing in the hallway, pretending to be a professional softball player, like I have dreamed about for years. I had no idea the events of that day would affect me for the rest of my life. “She steps up to the plate. She taps home plate lightly (so Mom doesn’t get mad) to inherit good luck. She swings her bat up, to ready stance, and....” SMASH! Our wooden grandfather clock falls to the ground, glass shattering, wood splintering.
“Are you okay, April?” Mom yells from

I open the envelope and unfold the letter to see: Dear April,
You are probably reading this letter after you smashed the grandfather clock I made! Don’t feel bad, I hid this letter so that you could only find it after you smashed the clock. I knew that you would be the sporty type and your mother would constantly be telling you to stop playing in the hallway, right? I miss being a part of your life, even though your mother probably tells stories of me everyday. I miss seeing you grow up. I wonder if I will be able to see you from Heaven? I miss your mother. I knew from when she was a little girl that she would make a wonderful mother one day. And I think I was right! I am sure you are going to be a wonderful person who always does the right thing in the end. Know that no matter what you become, I will always love you and be proud of you. I wanted to write you this letter before I leave this Earth to encourage you to keep going in your race. Trust God that, in the end, He will make things right. Remember the verse from Hebrews 12, “And let us run with perseverance, the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.”
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