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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Key (02/14/13)

TITLE: He is God; He is love
By Funmi Betty
02/21/13


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Her eyes bore into mine. Her helpless figure and sunken shoulders indicated that she wanted something. I looked away, partly in fear, but her gaze dropped to my feet. She was looking at my shoes adorned with diamond. My heart beat faster. “Is she a thief?” I wondered. This little girl knelt down, bowed to kiss my shoes. I closed my eyes and felt my palms sweating. I wished I never came to this neighborhood, I was looking for a cheap dog to buy and I was directed to Silicon Valley (what a name!).

This little girl was dirty and had no shoes on. I stooped low with her, raised her up and looked into her tired eyes. She said to me in a broken voice, “Your shoes are beautiful and so is your dress. You smell nice too. Are you rich? Can you get me some leftovers?”

I was torn in pain. Here I was, adorned like an Egyptian princess. My dress was as expensive as my purse. I wore gold bracelets and earrings. My lip gloss sparkled and almost poured (enough to fry an egg). I was rich enough to feed myself, a dog and even a little community.

This hungry child was begging for some leftovers. I was lost in thought. Suddenly, another girl ran to her and said, “Tamera, over here, I found some sandwich.”

Tamera walked towards the new girl that looked almost like her. Together, with smiles, they shared a leftover of sandwich (a tiny piece). They giggled as they ate and I watched in awe. These girls did not have much but they could still share with each other. They were surviving together, in love and happiness. If people that had little could share, how much more people that had many? The KEY is LOVE. That is the cord that cannot be broken. Through thick and thin; come rain, come sunshine; the cord grows thicker and stronger.

If you think you are in need and cannot share, there are people praying to God to be in your current position. The little you have, share with somebody. To whom much is given, much is expected. However, you cannot have the nature of giving without knowing God. God is love. He is God; He is love. Love is the key. God is the key!


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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 02/22/13
You did a really nice job on this story. I could picture the MC and the little girl. How wonderful when we are humbled by children. They can teach us so much. The only thing I didn't get was the remark about the lip gloss frying an egg, but other than my tired brain not getting that one bit I think you did a great job on this. Your message comes through loud and clear. Actually, you did such a nice job of showing your message in your story that I don't think you even needed that last paragraph.
Camille (C D) Swanson 02/23/13
I agree with Shann...this was a beautiful story that brings an important message to the forefront. I too, didn't get the "gloss to fry an egg" either. But, it didn't detract from this rich story.

God bless~