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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: On the Telephone (11/18/10)

TITLE: Late For Bible Study
By Renea Hamby
11/23/10


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Late for Bible Study

I canít believe that stupid alarm didnít go off this morning. My hair is going to look horrible all day since I can feel itís still damp underneath. I throw on a jacket and slam the door closed as I rush out to the frigid car. Throwing my purse and Bible in the passenger seat, I struggle to get the key to fit in the ignition. Thatís how it always is when I am in a hurry. I hope the women donít get too frustrated and fire me from leading the class. After all, it is a voluntary position. They canít fire me. Right? I finally get the car started, turned around, and down the long asphalt driveway. Did I check for oncoming traffic from the left? I donít know. No one hit me so I guess I did. Crossing the tracks, I donít even scan for oncoming trains. Theyíre supposed to blow their whistle anyway so that they wonít plow into unconscious drivers. I put pedal to the metal now as soon as I hit the state highway. Finally clear sailing.

Traffic is a heavier than usual. Of course. Just at the edge of town both lanes are cluttered with cars that are not moving nearly fast enough for my taste. I have just a couple more miles to go. Please. Canít some of you just move over and let me pass. This car in front of me is grating on my nerves. You know I can see that you are on your phone. Why do we give these people a driverís license? Youíve got to be kidding me. Go. Go. You can make it through the yellow. Just go. Oh, what now?

The car in front of me has now come to a complete stop. God, what are you doing to me? The lane to the left is moving but without a spot for me to shift over. It appears that the car before me is running, although itís not going anywhere, and that sheís still on the phone. My frustration is boiling over. Before even thinking about how stupid it is, I am unbuckled and out the door. I stomp up to the driverís door and rap my knuckles against the window. Sheís still on the phone. I canít believe this. Finally, she rolls down the window. I will never forget the look she gave me. It was as if I was sent from heaven.

Through heavy breathing she explains to me that she had tried continuously to call her husband but canít get him on the phone. It was only then that I noticed the huge stomach between her and the steering wheel. This was not just heavy breathing. She was going to have this baby and soon. We are just a few blocks from the hospital. I transfer her carefully to the passenger seat of her car and hop back into the driverís seat. Within moments we are walking through the emergency room doors. Nurses take her arm and lead her into a room. Her phone begins to vibrate in the bag I am holding out to her. I push the button and place it in her hand. Finally she has made contact. Her husband arrives in what seems like seconds.

I hitch a ride back to my car from a nurse just finishing her shift. It wasnít until then I realized that I had left my car running and in the middle of the road. Upon arriving there, I find one really angry policeman. The ticket is already written and the tow truck has already been called. I relate my story to him and he kindly calls off the tow even though he refuses to tear up the ticket. I have to say, I definitely deserve that one. Maybe not for this violation but for many others this morning. Wonder if any of the ladies are still at Bible study? They are not going to believe how God worked in my life this morning. Even in spite of me.


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Verna Mull 11/26/10
What a wonderful story. we have all been there in one way or another. What a job our heavenly Father has to look out after his wayward children. I'm sure the ticket wasn't wonderful, but it did add to the story, just wondering what you did with it! Great job.
Yvonne Blake 11/27/10
This is a good example of how we too often jump to conclusions. A little more dialogue would help this be more realistic, but I like the message of recognizing God's work in our life.
Lillian Rhoades 11/29/10
God often changes our plans so that we might be a blessing to someone else. Your story proves that point.
In some areas of your piece, you had inner thoughts which could have been italicized on separate lines to break up the paragraph. Lot's of descriptive action.