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The Checker Player's Dream
Checkers Story
This simple mind sport has also found an outlet
on paper instead of the famous checkerboard,
as seen by the written checkers story below.
Checkers Story by, Ted Taylor.
North Carolina checkers story writer,
also found expression about the game in poetry.
I was at a state checker tournament playing my last game when
suddenly I had a sharp pain in my chest.
As I took my last breath, I fell on the floor.
Then I saw my spirit floating above my body where two angels were
waiting to take me to Heaven.
All I could see was people hovering over my body.
One man was trying to give me mouth to mouth resuscitation when
someone yelled, “I'm calling the
rescue squad”.
A minute later someone else said,
“That’s all right, we
don’t need them”.
That was the last I heard and saw before the angels led me
to the heavenly city to be with Jesus.
As they were leading me, I looked at myself and saw that I
was wearing a beautiful white robe.
I felt pure and clean. Suddenly I saw a great light.
It kept getting closer.
Then I realized it was Jesus.
I couldn't wait to throw my arms around Him and tell Him I loved Him.
With his arms wide open, embracing me, He said,
“Welcome home my child,
you have been faithful over a few things, I will make you
ruler over many”.
It was just like He said it would be, former things were passed away.
Behold, all things had become new.
Jesus was the light and time was eternity.
Jesus led me by the hand and said,
“I have a mansion for you, but I want to show you
something else first”.
He led me to a huge mansion.
It was a very long building.
I asked Him, why it was so long?
He said, “Come
inside, I'll show you”.
When we entered, I had never seen a more beautiful place.
The Checkers Story Goes On
He said, “Follow
me, I will show you Heaven’s Checker
Hall”.
We walked a little farther and came to the long part of the building.
As we entered, rows of round tables and chairs greeted me.
The tables were brownish teakwood; the chairs, teakwood trimmed in gold.
Each table consisted of sixty four light and dark squares, not less
than fourteen and one half inches nor more than sixteen inches across.
The squares were one sixteenth of an inch thick, inlaid in the tables.
The light squares a pure white pearl; the dark, a shining emerald.
There were the most beautiful checker tables I had ever seen.
The men (or pieces) were one and one eighth inch in diameter.
The light pieces were made of pure white pearl; the dark, a ruby red.
As I looked at the tables, I embraced Jesus
and whispered, “Would
you like to play a game of checkers?”
Looking at me smiling, He replied, “I'll
be glad to, we have the rest of eternity”.
This checkers story is every checkers player's dream.
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