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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Ohhh…. (02/04/10)

TITLE: The Factory
By Charlene Anderson
02/08/10


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There was a factory in the middle of a small town called “Gossiport”. It occupied a huge edifice that dwarfed the surrounding buildings. The factory was the economic center of the town. Most of the people worked there or were related to someone who did. Gossiport became dependent on the factory; if it was productive the town was happy; if it was quiet the town was depressed and bored.

No one was quite sure what the factory produced but they knew it was important and affected many people. Its influence spread throughout the surrounding communities. An evidence of this could be found in conversations that started in the factory’s cafeteria and would eventually come back from a distant town. The facts may be changed but would usually end or begin with excited phrases like: “Did you hear what happened?” “Did he really?” “Oh, my goodness.” “Oh, really!” “How interesting!”

About one block away, standing in the oppressive shadow of the factory, stood a tiny church called “Brotherly Love Chapel”. The Pastor, Rev. Sonslove, was concerned about what the factory produced. Like most of the residents he wasn’t sure what it was but believed it was hurting the town. He often expressed his concern with the congregation but they didn’t listen. Their dependence on the factory had clouded their minds and they would not believe anything was wrong. Scoffers would say. “Oh, Pastor you’re exaggerating” or “Oh, don’t be ridiculous”.

Over the years, since the factory was built Rev. Sonslove saw his church dwindling. Some left because they didn’t like his opinion of the factory. Others just lost interest, choosing to spend their time at the factory’s social events. Other churches were forced to close their doors due to low attendance. Daily, he prayed and read the bible to find the answer but God knew the people weren’t ready to listen. He allowed the Holy Spirit to reveal only a little at a time. Finally God told the Pastor the whole answer would come soon, just watch and wait.

Rev. Sonslove waited and waited until one day he knew in his spirit, it was time. The factory was working around the clock and spewing an unusually large amount of smoke. All the quaint buildings in the town became coated in black soot. People were over worked and tired. They were angry and impatient with each other. It seemed that all the things they said or heard about other people were turning back on them. They remembered how friendly and peaceful the town was before the factory came and wished it had never been built. It had destroyed their lives and relationships. Pastor now knew what the factory produced and began ministering to the hurting people, bringing reconciliation to fueding friends and families.

Did I mention the name of the factory? It’s the Rumormade Manufacturing Co.


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Dana McReynolds02/14/10
Clever story and oh so true.
Verna Mull02/14/10
A good interest perk. Good job!
Jan Ackerson 02/16/10
Clever parable!

One suggestion--don't give away the twist by the name of the town.

Your tone was spot on for a story of this nature. Well done!