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Topic: Light and Dark (05/21/09)
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TITLE: Awakening | Previous Challenge Entry
By Elizabeth Newman
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I was in a foster home with the most remarkable people. They were the New family.Odel, Deann, and their daughter Kimberly. It had never occured to me that children in my situation would be ripped away from one home and bounced to another. What occurred would tear my hurt into pieces,and the pain of being seperated from the happiness and people that I loved so,would lead me, child of five and a half to make a mistake that would harm me and my brother well into our adult years.
As we were in our kindergarden class, I can't remember what we were even doing. What I do remember is a woman with long brown hair asking for me to come along with her, as we entered the main office, I could see my little brother, he was trembling as if a cold wind had just blown.
As I hurried to his side I knew that something terrible most have happened, why else would my brother be at my school, instead of at home with the moma New?
The lady introduced herself as leslie, she said that we were going to go for a ride.
In the car she explained to us that were we going to be placed into a new foster home, closer to people that would soon meet who wanted to become our new mommy and daddy.
I asked her if we could say goobye to the New's and why did we have to have a another set of parents.
Leslie's reply was a no, and she said that a goodbye was much to painful for us.
I wonder now, if it was because of never getting the closure to that part of my life , if that's why, I soon made the biggest mistake of my life.
Three months after being ripped from our happy childhood, we were introduced to the Mayor's. We would spend about two days a week going to the local park getting to know them.
I never felt very comfortable around them, but as time went on I realized we weren't going to be able to go back to the way things were before.
Six months later I was standing in front of a judge with my little brother by my side, clutching his hand into mine.
The judge who was stern looking asked us if we wanted to leave with these poeple.
To this day I can still hear the voice in my head that sounded like a thousand waters running ,and a soft voice that said''no!''
I should have listened , if only I had I can only imagine the pain that could have been avoided.
This would be my first lesson to be learned from the Lord about listening and following the prompting still small voice of the Holy Spirit.
My childhood from then till I was in my late teens was filled with sadness and abuses that no child should have to deal with.
Some would think that I could never get over the things I survived but the truth is that I learned the most important lesson anyone could ever learn at the tender age of five.
No matter how badly you want something, even the desire to be loved, if it doesn't give you peace, and the holy spirit speaks, never go your own way.
Do not be lead by your desires, or the hunger that cries out, but instead listen for the still small voice that will surely give you all you'll ever need when the time is right, that time is in the time that the Lord will appoint.
Until then be lead and comforted by the holy spirit that lives within you.
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A little closer attention to the conventions of writing would make your story more accessible: spelling and punctuation in particular. I'm not clear on how this relates to "light and dark".
Keep writing--you'll keep growing. Your writing has a lot of promise.
Your story really touched my heart. I feel so badly for the little girl you were and the feeling you had and still have that it was your fault that you were both sent to an abusive home. Oh my! It is not your fault! No child could have known what was in store and you only wanted to be loved. The fault lies with the system and the adults who placed you, and then left you to deal with that home situation without much help or investigation. I'm so happy to know that God has helped you as you grew older. Your testimony is a blessing.