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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Purposefulness (Purpose in Life) (05/25/06)

TITLE: Two Sides of a Time Line
By Theresa Kissinger
06/01/06


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Waking slowly, not moving a muscle until she could recollect the cloudy shadows of her dream. 'What was that about something blue?'


..."Lord, I lift up Nan today, bless her and protect her. Lord, teach her to take every thought captive bringing her imagination into obedience to your will."


Nanette propelled herself from the bed, "Ha...I know the cure for that!" She said it aloud, embarrassed that she was talking to herself again.


..."Father, teach my daughter that she is not alone, that you have promised to be with her always."


"Put one foot in front of the other Nan, that's how we get through the day." She pulled open the shower door turning on the hot water she slammed the door behind her. Steam lifted her thoughts to home knowing that even with the two-hour time difference her Mother had been up for over an hour praying.


..."Wrap Your loving arms around her today; give her Your peace..."


Wrapped in a towel, she began her morning ritual. Having a less is more philosophy; rarely did she give thought to her hair and make up. Her mother called her a natural beauty.

'Once he said I would look good in a red sable fur, because the color would match my hair.' Her mind wandered while she piled her hair on her head so she'd look older. 'Like the one he bought his wife.' Giving her self a last jab with a hairpin to scare off his ghost she hurried through dressing.


..."Lord, teach her to rely on and trust in You. Bless her today, not with worldly wealth, but deep in her spirit. Cause her confidence to be in You, give her the ability to hear Your voice. May she see Your reflection clearly in the mirror.


In the parking garage, she pulled in next to his Jaguar, which brought her thoughts back to him. He told her it was his fiftieth birthday present. It wasn't until last week she learned his wife gave it to him.

Suddenly she felt queasy. 'Maybe I'll call out sick. That report needs to be on his desk by noon, after all he is counting on me.' Letting out a deep sigh, she placed the car in park. No on could steal that, she was good for the company...and he needed her.'


..."Holy Spirit, please guide Nan into all truth and keep her from deceiving herself.


Before she knew it, the elevator door opened on her floor passing everyone she entered office. She put on glasses she didn't need, to make her look older. If she looked older, he wouldn't feel guilty...when they. It was part of her plan.


..."Oh, Lord My God, may the blood of Jesus cleanse her from all sin, shortcomings, faults and failures. Renew a right spirit within her; lead her in the way of righteousness."


"Nan," the loud echo from the intercom brought her back to the real world. "The Boss wants to see you." Picking up the phone, "Thanks Sue, I'm on my way."

She gave a little rap at the door before pushing it opened, "Good morning David." Caught off guard by the look on his face, she asked, "David is everything OK?"

"Hey Kiddo, everything's fantastic! I have just been made regional manager and I have to be in New York day after tomorrow."

"Wh... What... I mean congratulations."

"Hey don't look so worried, you're inline for my position. This is everything I have worked for and it couldn't come at a better time. Oh, I haven't told you have I. Well my wife is pregnant."

Nan knew the look of horror was obvious.

"Its all good, the doctor says she's in perfect health, but evidently this can happen when a woman is pre menopausal. I guess you know that though, being a woman. Oh, and she wanted me to invite you to the house for a party nest weekend when I get back. It will be the only time we have to throw one; we've already put the house on the market."

"Your house?" Nan stuttered, feeling like she was in an alternate universe.

"Hey are you interested in buying it? Oh, it is probably too big for a single girl. You need to get out more and date. What should I tell my wife about the party?"

"No, no thanks. I have plans. I, I am going home to see my family for the weekend. I want to spend time with my mother."


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Sherry Wendling06/01/06
Well done! You pulled me right in. Great technique, toggling between the prayers of the mother and the train of thought in the daughter. You built to a good, strong ending, and you painted the pictures effectively.
Watch for sneaky little spelling and grammatical slips, and work on developing more 'sizzle' in your verbs and adjectives. Doing your final polish with an online thesaurus is a great tool. Keep up the good work!
Edy T Johnson 06/06/06
Very interesting! Prayer opens the door for the Holy Spirit to work. God has blessed you with a gift for writing well. Thank you!