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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Reading (01/25/07)

TITLE: Lost And Found
By Randall Wadley
01/30/07


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Evening arrived early, as a cool breeze ushered in the gloomy night. The fireplace glowed with warmth and its essence danced on the musty walls. Timbers engulfed in the fire were exploding, sending sparks forth like fireworks, and the room appeared to go through a transformation. The ambience in the room seemed different as I gently foraged through the ancient text. It’s knowledge consumed me, rendering my heart bare. A feast from the Masters table, filled with delicacies and choice meats. I continued gorging until its nutrition was completely absorbed.

Abounding in its riches I pondered; did the high priest realize what he found? And why did he give it to me? Old men used to tell stories about Moses and these scrolls. And now look at me; I have in hand what my great grandfathers carried. Excitement fanned the flames deep inside my heart. Morning would arrive soon, so I lay down, but this knowledge held me captive like one bound in chains. Deliverance wasn’t an option, as silence held the key to my slumber. Dawn was slowly displaying herself; I couldn’t wait to present these scrolls to the King. This news will bring joy to his kingdom.

The sun was cresting the horizon, as I arose quickly and my home was filled with its fresh light. I rushed to put on my sandals, not wanting to waste any time. I went outside and headed up the hill to the palace. With every step the slope conquered me; my breath was labored, as the top came into sight. Finally reaching the summit I could see the palace gates in all their brilliance. I bowed to the guards in passing, and then headed into the palace. I made my request to the King’s attendant; then waited. He wasn’t gone very long when he appeared and ushered me before his majesty.

His throne shone like fire, as the golden morning light rested upon its shoulders. I slowly approached and bowed before him in the large granite court. He lowered his jewel enshrouded scepter and motioned for me to come forth. He asked me to read the scrolls that were found and I did as he commanded. When finished, he jumped up and tore his robes, as his face turned bright red. He ordered the high priest to inquire of the Lord for him. We left and went to Jerusalem to see the prophetess Huldah. She said, “The Lord will bring disasters upon the people in this land.”

I sat down as Huldah continued to tell of the impending destruction. My strength left me, as I thought ; I should’ve never brought this before the King. This was a death sentence and it was my fault. Suddenly my body was shaken, when I looked up it was my wife. She woke me and wanted me to come to bed. Was this a dream? It felt as if I was in the palace. I placed more wood in the fireplace and went to bed.

2 Kings 22


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Leigh MacKelvey02/02/07
Nice descriptions and lots of feeling! I liked the end with the man putting more logs in the fire. Nice touch.
Donna Emery02/04/07
A good adaptation of a Bible story. Your descriptions are vivid and I was carried along through the story. Good work