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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Junk Food (08/30/12)

TITLE: God's Temple Defiled
By Terry Atchison
09/03/12


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“Beep, beep, beep…” The dump truck slowly backed its way to the front door of the church. Fumes from the diesel motor overwhelmed the air. As the double doors opened, the bin of the truck raised slowly, letting its contents of rubbish slide down and into the building. Another big truck backed up to the back entrance, and soon the same scenario took place. Load after load of trash and junk started filling the church. Soon, the walls were straining, bending towards the exterior. My church was filled to the brim with nothing but junk!

“I need to stop this! I can’t go on like this. Look at me.” I was standing in front of a full length mirror. The person looking back at me was no longer the one-mile-a-day swimmer, nor the ten- kilometer-a-day runner, nor the four-hours-of-tennis player. Before me was a two hundred and sixty-four pound lazy, whining slob.

Two years ago, I was rejected by someone that I loved dearly. That rejection sent me on a trip down “comfort food lane”. It was a long, satisfying journey, filled with sensations of comfort and pleasure that I had never experienced before. Nothing was out of bounds and I lived for offering myself sugar, oil, and grease, in wonderful quantities, without any regard for my health. My food had become my drug. Once I had stuffed myself, I felt an “afterglow” throughout my body. What a comforting feeling that was!


My weight increased from one hundred eighty-five pounds, to a whopping two hundred sixty-four pounds within a time frame of two years. Dr. Izzy, a wonderful woman, told me that I would die if I kept nourishing myself in this manner. Lab tests showed that I was borderline diabetic. That finally scared me into changing my ways.

What does this have to do with a church? Well my body is God’s temple. He is in me. I defiled His temple by not taking care of it. How can I go out and witness to others if this vessel that holds His spirit is not glowing with health and love. I should try to be a shining and healthy example to others for His sake.

I used to laugh at overweight people but today, I take them very seriously. It is amazing how much comfort one can derive from junk food. In a couple of months I will be back down to my original weight. It has been a long battle filled with tears, hard work, failures, wins, and tests of faith. The good news is that God has been with me every step of the way. I will be running another marathon again soon. And, an important point, I smile when I look into the mirror now. AND…I am now with the love of my life, the person who rejected me.


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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/06/12
Your opening paragraph was quite original and really painted a vivid picture. You did a nice job of covering the topic while conveying an important message. God does care about us and he will never reject us. I also could empathize with the MC not liking what the mirror reflected. Nice job.
Nancy Bucca 09/07/12
I too love the way you introduced your message in that first paragraph. It was a great buildup. A church filled with trash! Not a nice temple at all.
Michele Fleming 09/12/12
Great story!

We should all look at ourselves in such a way. Our bodies are temples and should be treated that way.

I don't know if this is a true story or not, but it is very inspiring!
CD Swanson 09/13/12
Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!!

God Bless~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/13/12
Congratulations on your ribbon and for ranking 14 overall!
Bea Edwards 09/13/12
Great illustration with the dump truck filling the temple....Good job!
Beth LaBuff 09/18/12
I thought your chuck filled with junk was a great application. Your message was great, and I liked that you came full circle, now being with the love of your life. Super congrats on your ribbon!!!
Beth LaBuff 09/18/12
Apparently I need a little spelling practice. that should have been "truck" (not "chuck") in the above comment. :)