Narrative Essays

The following narrative essays are pulled from select Cup of Comfort books. To read more narrative essays, browse the Cup of Comfort book series in our bookstore.

Peace—Only a Prayer Away

Author: Karin Lindstrom
Book: A Cup of Comfort Devotional for Mothers and Daughters

A Cup of Comfort Devotional for MothersStory Excerpt:

Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. If you do this you will experience God’s peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.
~ Philippians 4:6–7

The day was off to a bad start. I awoke to see everything covered in snow and the white flurries continued to fall at a rapid clip. Later that morning, my husband’s car stalled while he was out driving, and despite our repeated efforts, we couldn’t coax it to start back up. We managed to push it into a nearby parking lot and call a tow truck. Our mechanic told us to tow it to his shop, but he was sorry, it would be ten days before he could take a look at it and fix it. [Read Full Story]

A Perfect Baby

Author: Jennifer Busick
Book: A Cup of Comfort for Mothers to Be

Story Excerpt: At my six-week postpartum visit, Dr. Wigginton hands me a small box with a pink lid. Inside is a stainless steel, long-handled baby spoon engraved with my daughter’s name and birth date.

“Thank you,” I say, and then wait, because Dr. Wigginton is looking everywhere except at me, his face pinched with concentration. He is trying, I soon realize, to find the right words; there is something he wants to say.

Finally, he looks at me. “I just . . .” he begins, but it takes two tries. “I just wanted you to have a perfect baby.”

Now, I am the one who can’t look him in the eye.

Everyone looks forward to the twenty-week ultrasound—to that first glimpse, grainy and shifting, when the ultrasound tech says things you’ve been waiting so long to hear: “It’s a boy,” or, “See that, she’s sucking her thumb,” or, “Oh look, toes!”

I took a videotape to my ultrasound so that my husband could see it later. He’d planned to come, but our older daughter woke up with a fever of 102, so we decided to cancel the sitter, and he stayed home instead. [Read Full Story]

A Christmas to Remember

Author: Teresa Ambord
Book: A Cup of Comfort for Christmas

A Cup of Comfort for Christmas | Nonfiction Short Stories On LineStory Excerpt: “I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.” -Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)

He toddled around the corner and into the living room, where he stopped cold. His little mouth dropped open, and the light in Ryan’s eyes rivaled the glow of the lights on the Christmas tree. What he saw there were two big shiny Tonka toys, a tractor and a fire truck with a ladder. There were other packages, too, mostly from his grandparents and one or two small ones from me. But those would have to wait. He only had eyes for those trucks.

I looked at Mike, who was looking at Ryan. I couldn’t tell whose eyes were brighter.

“Those are for you, Ry,” I said.

That was all the encouragement he needed. He ran to the fire truck, climbed on, and rode three laps around the living room on top of the truck. Then he hopped off and lay down on his belly, pushing the tractor and making engine noises. [Read Full Story]

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