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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Encouragement (among believers) (11/08/07)

TITLE: One Really Foxy Lady
By Gerald Shuler


It had been a hard year to get through. Frank tried not to think about it but sometimes his ever increasing battle with depression crammed the thoughts down his throat anyway. He was genuinely determined NOT to think about the divorce, or six months in a homeless shelter or even losing his position as Children’s Pastor at the church. He refused to think about… oh, great. He had just fallen into the “Not Thinking About It” trap again! The more he thought about what not to think about, the more the thought about exactly what he didn’t want to think about was thought about. He wouldn’t submit to this kind of misery! Frank decided he would just stop thinking.

At least he would think only about the job at hand. His “sometimes” job as driver for his brother’s ambulance service was a blessing. He looked at the man laying on the cart that only moments before had been in the ambulance. Fear was in his eyes. The poor guy was so drunk he didn’t even realize that he had wrecked his car and was now in a hospital. A nurse was standing at the door of a room halfway down the hall, motioning for them to take the patient into that room. Frank looked at the nurse. Good looking woman, he thought. Pretty face. A thought crossed his mind that, for the first time since his divorce, actually had him feeling single again. This is one really foxy lady, he thought!

Frank and his brother lined the gurney up next to the waiting hospital bed. Now for the hard part… transferring the patient to the bed without dropping him on his head! Frank’s brother took the feet, leaving Frank and the foxy lady nurse on opposite sides of the bed. On the count of three they all heaved and got the drunk man into the bed. Frank glanced up at the nurse to see if she was satisfied with the patient’s placement and she was…

Don’t jump to conclusions, Frank, old boy.

He looked away and then looked back at the nurse. Yes. There was no doubt about it. She was looking at him! Not in a ‘could you scoot him over a little more’ kind of way, but she was really looking him over!

This was new waters! Frank decided to play it cool and let her make the first move. Or was the look she gave him exactly that? Frank took the safe route. He got the gurney ready for the ambulance and let the foxy lady nurse leave the room. Before she left, though, Frank saw her look back at him one more time. It was still ‘that’ look. But, all too soon, she tucked a clipboard in its sleeve and was gone.

Frank maneuvered the gurney into the hallway and waited for his brother to finish the required insurance paperwork so they could get paid for hauling the drunk to the hospital. It usually took several minutes to do paperwork so Frank settled comfortably in a hall chair and closed his eyes to relax.

“I didn’t know you worked for the ambulance service.”

Frank opened his eyes and saw the foxy lady. He stood up and tried to think of how to say ‘Yeah, sometimes I work for them.’ The words didn’t come. He just stood there with stupidity glued to his face.

“You don’t recognize me, do you?” she asked. Frank put his memory into overdrive. A lady this beautiful had never… NEVER even given him a glance. A shadow of doubt settled into the foxy lady’s eyes. “You are Pastor Frank, aren’t you?” she asked but then, certain that she was not mistaken, she continued. “The last time you saw me was 14 years ago. I was only eight years old but you taught me how to treasure my Christian walk. It’s because of you that I have been able to stay strong when otherwise I might have given up. I have never forgotten your teaching and I just wanted to say thank you and God bless you.”

As Frank drove the ambulance back to the garage he had to keep wiping tears from his eyes. Well, Lord, he thought, You got my attention. Life really is worth it! Even when I had to be shown by one really foxy Christian!

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Kathy Little11/15/07
Good Job! I really liked how you switched "scenes" from a depressed Frank to a Frank with something else on his mind and that something else took him to the place he needed to be....Thanking the Lord. Great story!
Karen Wilber11/15/07
The title drew me in and you just kept me reading to see what happened next. Good story.
Ebony Broussard11/16/07
My husband and I REALLY enjoyed your story! He said he liked it from the very beginning. I enjoyed the twist at the end! Do keep writing. This was an excellent read!
Seema Bagai 11/16/07
Interesting take on the topic. We never know when we'll be encouraged by someone.
Sara Harricharan 11/19/07
Heehee, what a neat twist at the end. I love your last line and I didn't see where the story was headed, so it was a good surprise. Excellent writing.
Beth LaBuff 11/20/07
You've woven quite a story. I think you've done good with character development. I'm glad Frank received encouragement.
Dee Yoder 11/20/07
See? Encouragement can come from anywhere, and God can use anyone, or any situation to get us to look to Him again! Your clever twist at the end seems just like real life, and the dialogue, too. Great and unique example of encouragement!
Joanne Sher 11/21/07
VERY clever and fun. Love the voice. You won't be here in beginners long, I predict. Great detail.