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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Sizzle (05/02/13)
Warm weather beckoned to the children to come outside and play.

They dropped their back packs, threw on their play clothes, grabbed a cookie off the counter and yelled, “See you later, mom! We’ll be out back!”

The sliding screen door screeched an exclamation point to their enthusiasm, as they skipped outside. It had been a long, cold winter, and it was good to see them running free.

I set out to make dinner. Swedish meatballs were on the menu for that evening. I mixed the meat, formed it in to little balls and then began to fry them up.

A quiet sizzle hissed from the pan.

I turned meatballs, while memories turned over in my mind.

There it was again, shame and sorrow over what I had done and what I had not. Regrets from the past that normally resided on the back burner of my mind, now rolled their way to the front burner of my heart.

Suddenly, mixed between sizzling meatballs and sorrow filled memories, I heard another hissing sound.

The evil one sizzled almost silently.

“Shame on you. You are such a failure. How could you have done such a horrible thing? Surely, you are not forgiven. You really are a disgrace, you know? A shameful sham.”

I paused from turning meatballs and turning memories, and turned to Him. I fought passed the hissing sizzle of the evil one’s lies and turned my eyes upon Jesus.

Ahhhh, yes, Jesus.

Just Jesus.

Just Jesus and me.

I picked up my spatula and placed the meatballs, one by one, in to the baking dish, while I placed my regrets and my sorrows over the past, on to the shoulders of my dear Jesus.

The hissing stopped, as the evil one fled.

Relief and a reminder of who I was in Jesus, come over me.

I finished making dinner that night. I listened to the children playing outside, as I cleaned up the kitchen. I heard them running free, playing free, laughing free and I remembered that in the end, and even now, in Jesus I am free.
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Avigail David
05/10/13
Very good writing. The flow of thought and style is smooth through to finish. You got me engaged. :-) Thank you
Francie Snell 
05/13/13
This is Great! How often the enemy comes to us in our menial tasks of the day. Aaa,Swedish Meatballs. Might I say, that is no menial task. I bet they were delicious as your writing is. Kudos to you my dear. There was only one spot I feel I need to comment on. In the 2nd from the last paragraph you wrote "come over me" instead of "came over me". Maybe I'm wrong, and then forget what I wrote but, I think you need a past tense rather then present. Anyways, other than that, you did a wonderful job. Great Writing!
Tina Fisher
05/15/13
Beautiful sentences in this piece that were very moving. Well done!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
05/17/13
Congratulations on ranking 6 in your level!