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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Oops (01/14/10)

TITLE: No Mistakes
By Cindy Carver
01/21/10


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My vision was clearing again. But even before I could see, I could feel it. There were no mistakes here--not even an oops. I could feel it even in my smile. I knew my teeth were perfect. Like I knew my crooked nose from the fist fight when I was ten fighting over a marble I had stolen, was now straight, and the limp I had from the motorcycle wreck when I was drunk was no more. Even though I hadn’t moved or felt my nose or seen my smile, I knew they were perfect. I could see my hand and I opened and closed it again. There were no calluses or scars, and my skin was a soft cream color of a newborn infant with no wrinkles or age spots that had covered them long before I was old. The glow from all around me was the light from within me and I knew it was Him. Oddly, I did not feel amazed. It was like I knew this was how it was to be and would always be now; no faults, no problems, everything perfect. The warmth of the glow from within and around me surrounded and filled me with a rightness I had never known before. Never had I felt so alive in all my 88 years on earth.
I could see the people more clearly now. From the soft glow they were materializing like from a thick fog being burnt off by the light. They were all around me in a perfect circle linked by the soft glow. They were all smiling. Their smiles, as the one I felt on my own face, were radiant and spoke of unencumbered love and joy without saying a word. How these feelings though new to me were all of me now. They filled me. Any thoughts of anxieties, worries, or pain no longer existed. As the people became even clearer, I noticed their eyes too. There was a spark in them. As windows to the soul, they spoke of no evil, only this light that filled us all. What wonders I had known would be mine when I had knelt so many years ago. I knew now. It was no throne of gold that I had first knelt at, but a couch with sunken pillows in a tiny darkened room with no windows. It had been the first step to this feeling that now filled me so that no other would ever be there again. Friends and family approached as I reached out my hands to them. I saw we all had this soft glow as they reached out to me and I knew them as they had been before but for just an instant. It was a flash as their faces transformed and I saw them as I had last seen them but here they were young and strong. They all welcomed me with open arms. I saw no doubts. They had known I was coming. They were here for me, as when I had arrived I knew they would be. I had no doubts either. One by one the light we shared touched and in each touch, my vision like in a fish bowl seemed larger and what I was seeing with my eyes was only the edges.
I had heard no voices or sounds as my eyes adjusted and the fish-bowl effect focused back to what I was used to. Then I heard soft murmurs, then words and music so clear it filled the air, yet was not loud, just as though it adjusted for me, to what I needed to hear. The welcomes and greetings from each and all were jumbled like many symphonies playing all at once, but I understood them as if it were spoken one at a time. I listened to the many voices again and heard no rasping or hoarseness. I heard them as the symphony, but knew some of them as my Mom, Dad, and Grandma. Their voices all sounded so young and musical in my ears. It was so beautiful it did not sound like words but I heard,” John, welcome home.”


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Amanda Brogan01/21/10
Wow! What an amazing story of what Heaven might be like! Of course, none of us will ever know until we get there, but just like John, I believe that we'll be pleasantly surprised and that everything will be perfect beyond our dreams. Beautiful writing!
Ruth Brown 01/21/10
A beautiful story.Very thoughtful,Oh what a day that wwill be. My only thought would be break it down into smaller paragraphs to make it easier to read.Keep up the great work.
Jan Ackerson 01/25/10
What a glorious day that will be!

My only thought is that this seems a bit light on the topic of "oops".

Thanks for this glimpse of heaven!
Flora Sawyer 02/03/10
Hi Cindy,
you have such a good eye for detail and can express it on the page - two great assets -
I 'm glad you joined Faithwriters and can see that you have what it takes -

Flora