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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Year(s) (01/20/11)

TITLE: Lost & Found
By Candace Moles
01/26/11


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Itís late in the evening, and Iím curled up in my recliner, writing by lamplight. In the background, Amazing Grace plays softly on my stereo. The lyrics ďI once was lost, but now Iím foundĒ send chills down my spine as my thoughts race back. Indeed, I have lost my way many times and by the sweet grace of God, I have found it again. My eyes brim with tears as I relive those moments that happened so many years ago.

Though my parents divorced when I was sixteen, I never felt cheated. I knew they both loved me and I didnít respond to their divorce as some rebellious teenagers do. I never got in a lot of trouble, mostly because my mom knew everyone and I knew Iíd get caught. For that reason, I always hated the town I grew up in. It was small and boring and by the time I graduated from high school, I was ready to move on, to chase my dreams. So when I chose a college, I picked a small university in a small cityófour hours away.

It was never my intention to go to college to major in Party 101, but I ended up at one of the main bars that first night. I began drinking two to three nights per week like it was something common for me. And so it continued my entire first year of college. I was caught in the moment, living for myself with no concern for how my actions would affect me, let alone anyone else. But all of that changed my sophomore year.

I started dating a guy and the relationship quickly became physical, and after only a month, the perfect little world I had created for myself came crashing down around me. I was nineteen years old, single, and pregnant by a guy I hardly knew. Life was no longer about me and never would be again. All I could think about was what I was losing.

Five months into my pregnancy, I had reached a breaking point. I was an emotional wreck and certain that God had it out for me. I was at church with my mom, and I couldnít tell you anything about the sermon except what I knew the pastor was saying to me. His voice was soft, non-threatening. ďJesus knows your heart, but you have to surrender your life to Him before He can help you. Your burden is heavy, but His is light. Come to Him and He will give you rest. Wonít you give your life to Him today?Ē

Rest. God could give me rest? I was so tired of carrying the load. My burden was so heavy. And God wanted to take it. But I didnít deserve it. All of it was too much to fathom.

That night, I knelt at the altar of God. So much of my life was selfish and it made me sick. God was showing me that my next heartbeat, my next breath, was up to Him and Him alone. I was so focused on myself that I hadnít even taken the time to consider the life of the innocent child growing inside of me; to consider what her life was going to be like. God was about sacrifice. He gave His Son willingly to save us from our sins. He didnít want to. But we needed a Savior. God was about giving up what He wanted and doing what was best for us, His children. I asked God to forgive me and make me a new person. I asked Him to make me the mom I was supposed to be.

I stood up from the altar that night a new person. Nothing was different about my circumstances, but I was filled with hope Iíd never experienced before. I knew that my life wasnít going to be easy, but, most of all, I knew that God was leading me on this journey and Iíd never face anything alone.


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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 01/29/11
I have tears in my eyes. This story is mine. I didn't drink lot and I lived at home. But I gave birth to a beautiful baby. I promised her, with God's help, I would never again do anything I didn't want her to
do. your story touched my heart. It is beautiful!
diana kay01/31/11
great story love the title Lost and found is so apt like the lost sheep or the prodigal son.
you have told the story with great feeling and not too much flowery extras. Perfect! another winner for me! but lets see what the judges think
Bonnie Bowden02/02/11
I am so glad you found Christ in that moment in your life.

Growing up is so difficult anyway, but you took responsibility for all your actions.

I liked your ending, the circumstance hadn't changed, but you had.