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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Easter (05/30/05)

TITLE: Sunday School Special
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06/06/05


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Rachel sat alone in the back of the Sunday school room rarely engaging in any activities since starting to attend the church just before Christmas. "Rachel, would you like to join us today," her small group teacher Liz would ask. Rachel would give her ready reply, "No thank you, I'll just watch." "Okay, when you're ready come on over," her teacher would echo back. Liz, being attentive and concerned, kept a wary eye on Rachel. Sometimes she would catch her getting a little closer to see what everyone was doing or hear what was being said.

Several Sundays came and went with the same scene being played. It was like watching dancers rehearse the same move over and over until they have it just right. One Sunday was just right for Liz. It was a few weeks before Easter and the lesson was the message of salvation. Liz had been praying for just this opportunity to talk to Rachel. "Rachel, would you like to have some fun in small group with us," Liz asked. "No thanks, I'll just watch," came the response. "Would you mind if just you and I sat down after service?" "Okay," Rachel said meekly and the light of hope gave Liz renewed zeal.

After the service, Liz sat down with Rachel. She started by saying, "I would really like it if you would join my group. What can I do to help?" "Nothing really. I'm just a little shy," Rachel whispered. "Well, its okay to be shy. The other girls would like to get to know you and so would I." Rachel added, "That's nice but I'm confused about Jesus and how He saves us. I don't want everyone else to think I'm dumb or something." Liz was becoming more and more curious. She could feel the Holy Spirit leading her along, her only doubt was whether she would have the courage to continue.

"Well, Rachel, I was once confused about Jesus' saving grace too. Can I show you a picture of how Jesus saves us that really helped me," Liz asked with a smile. "That would be great," exclaimed Rachel. "I love to draw pictures." The enthusiasm and wide open eyes of this young girl almost overwhelmed Liz. She regained her composure and began, "Most of God's people stand on one side of a very big and very deep ditch . . . ." Liz continued to illustrate how those that have not chosen Christ stand on one side of a chasm and our heavenly Father stands, waiting with an outstretched hand, on the other. The deep gorge represents our sinful nature and that which separates us from God. The chasm is so deep and wide that it can not be crossed by any human being. But the cross of Jesus Christ bridges the gap and allows all those who believe in Him to cross over to God's kingdom.

". . . So Rachel, point to the cross and show me where you think you are," Liz said as she finished the picture. Rachel pointed to the middle of the cross saying, "I know I've done bad things and I think Jesus really did die to save me. But I'm afraid to go the rest of the way." "It's okay to be afraid Rachel but remember God loves you more than anything. All you need is to choose to grab His hand. Are you ready for that," asked Liz. "Okay". Liz and Rachel got on their knees a prayed the sinners prayer together. That very moment Rachel was a new person, redeemed by God's one and only son, Jesus.

Liz started on her way home with a renewed happiness that could not be denied. She smiled gently, her eyes glistened and her step was full of joy, real joy. The radio in the car started to play "Amazing Grace" and Liz felt goose bumps run up and down her arms. She began to recall the day and how God's grace changed a young heart. Her emotions could not be contained any longer and she wept. The tears flowed freely, tears that only the Holy Spirit can bring. Liz thought to herself, "May be Easter doesn't come once a year. May be Easter happens every time someone bares witness of the Gospel of Christ to the lost." Liz began to feel that deep inner peace that comes when God shares a special moment with His creation. Liz couldn't hold back and screamed, "Thank you Lord!"


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Shari Armstrong 06/06/05
Very nice, especially the description of the picture. But try to remember to use a new paragraph when there is a new speaker.
Lynda Lee Schab 06/07/05
Good effort. Your story shows definite promise. The idea is great. There are a few grammatical errors but that is something that can be learned quite easily if you are willing.
Also, be careful to watch for voice change. You went from writing from Liz'a perspective to Rachel's, which can be confusing to the reader.
All in all, though, a great effort. I look forward to reading more from you.
Blessings, Lynda
dub W06/08/05
You are a good story teller, this piece shows it. Have a friend peer edit your work before submission and you will see your quality soar.