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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Bestie (05/22/14)
The sun was just beginning to rise on the Sea of Galilee. The morning air was cool and the water was still. We were supposed to be fishing but Thomas and Nathanael we’re fooling around stuffing they’re mouths with grapes and spitting them out at each other. I can’t believe they didn’t wake the other two brothers that were with us who were sleeping. They were also rocking the boat and scaring off the fish we were trying to catch.

Peter and I begin to pull in the fishing net and call it a day when we heard someone yelling from the shore. We we’re about a hundred yards from the waters edge, and with the morning mist it was hard to see who was talking to us. All we could hear him saying was, “Friends, haven’t you any fish?” Peter answers “No” We then heard him say, “Throw your net on the right side of the boat and you will find some.”

So Peter and I threw the net back into the water. When we did, you have seen the water as began to erupt. The other disciples helped grab the net with us and it took all of our strength from losing it. Even with all of us hanging on were unable to haul the net in because of the large number of fish. As I glanced over towards the shore to ask how he knew where all the fish came from I realize that it’s Jesus.

I looked over at Peter and said, “It is the Lord!” And as soon as Simon Peter heard me say this he wrapped his outer garment around him (for he had taken it off) and jumped into the water. If Peter had just focused a little could have walked to Jesus. He already walked on water once, why not do it again and stay dry. While Peter was making his way to shore the rest of us followed in the boat, towing the net that was now full of fish.

When we landed, we saw a fire of burning coals there with some fish on it, and some bread. I also saw that Peter had stopped and never made it to Jesus. He had this frightened and broken look on his face. Then Jesus said to us, “Bring some of the fish you just caught.” So Simon Peter climbed back into the boat and dragged the net ashore. I still can’t believe the net didn’t get torn with all of the large fish we had. Again Jesus called out to us, “Come and have breakfast.”

Before we ate I took Peter by the arm and asked him, “Peter what’s wrong?” His skin clammy to the touch and his eyes filled with tears he says, “I can smell the coals burning.” Shaking he says, “The smoke will forever fill my lungs and burn my heart.”

Later that evening at my home we went to the roof to talk. I felt horrible for Peter, that now every time he smells a fire he will have flashbacks. We all fled like cowards the night Jesus was arrested, all of us except for Peter. Instead he went to the courtyard. Trying to stay warm by the fire and also trying to stay hidden. All the while trying to get any information about what was happening to Jesus.

Next came the accusations, the finger pointing and the final crow from the cock. That’s a lot to swallow and live with when you realize you just threw your creator under the donkey cart. I explained to Peter that Jesus could never be mad at us, especially when He knew what we were all going to do. Sometime we do things we shouldn’t, and sometimes we run and hide. That no matter what, Jesus will always love us and will always be there waiting for us.

That was the third time Jesus appeared to us after His death and resurrection. Which means Jesus is with us in life and with us in death. It also means that Jesus loves so much that He will appear again, but this time we will get to go with him. It nice to be a bestie with Peter and to have a bestie in Jesus.
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C D Swanson 
05/29/14
Well done! Thanks for this inspiring story.

God bless~
Robert Douglas Brown
05/31/14
An interesting article that is a good read. Keep writing my friend!
Larry Whittington
06/02/14
I may not call it fiction but a stylized account of a true story.

You did quite well with it putting it as one who lived it.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
06/03/14
I enjoyed this piece. There are many stories about Jesus being our best friend. I think you took the way many did, yet you had a cool twist in being friends with Peter too and feeling the agony that Peter most have experienced. So you nailed the topic in a fresh, creative way.

I did notice some spots where it needed to be proofed. If you don't have a challenge buddy, try to let the story sit for a day. Fresh eyes will catch things like they're vs their. I have a silly way to remember the differences. There has here inside of it and often you can switch the word there to here and it still makes sense. They're is the two words one. Think of the apostrophe as holding a's place. Once a returns they're turns into they are. Lastly their is possessive. In their is the word heir. Usually if someone becomes an heir, they will possess something. I hope that helps. Of course I realize it could have been a faceplant mistake, but maybe my silly ways will help someone else.

Overall, you did a fine job. Your dialog was nice and helped move the story along. You delivered a great message without coming off as preachy. Well done.
Phyllis Inniss 
06/04/14
This is a well told story, just marred a bit by errors of spelling and wrong tense in one or two places. Before posting, it might be a good idea to have your article checked by someone who can help. However, I enjoyed the perspective you took in this story.