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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Hope (05/04/06)

TITLE: Hope for a Future
By Melody Wrinkle


She sat in bed with her knees pulled up to her chest, her head bowed in defeat. She let the tears run down her cheeks, not caring that they left black streaks on their way down. She needed to let the pain out – needed to be honest with herself. Everyone expected her to be brave, and most of the time she could play that part. But lately, it was getting harder and harder to find the hope... the faith that could pull her through. Sure, she knew down deep that God was in control of her life and that He truly did know the plans He had for her – plans to prosper her and to give her a future. She clung to that these days. Still, the pain and confusion she felt lately was very, very real.

Everyone has a story, and hers wasn't necessarily all that different than anyone else's. But the feelings she was having ... who could possibly understand? Surely someone. How could she explain it to anyone? You see, her marriage had begun to fall apart about five years ago, and it had ultimately ended with a divorce about three years ago. Like many couples, they had grown apart and found different interests. It was pretty easy to see how it all happened when she looked back at it now. The suspicions she had back then (but could never prove) had actually turned out to be true. She had since learned from her ex that he really had had an affair (and that it had lasted almost a year). The pain of that still struck her heart more than she wanted to admit.

But the thing that probably hurt more than anything these days was what she had learned in a recent conversation with her ex. That he didn't believe in God, didn't believe in an afterlife, didn't believe in Heaven or hell, didn't believe that the Bible was true, and didn’t believe that Jesus was the son of God. These were the very things that she called her foundation, and she didn't know how to process it all. And he's a preacher's son, which made it even harder to understand for her. It broke her heart, and she'd been carrying a huge burden for him ever since that conversation. He talked endlessly about how open-minded he was (except when it came to Christianity, and then he was as closed-minded as anyone she could imagine). And he was proud of it... so proud of it.

So she found her heart breaking again tonight at the thought of it all, just as it had so many times over the past few months. You see, the truth was that she still loved him very much, and she wanted so badly to believe that someday the Lord might bring them back together. But this new information fought furiously to stamp out that hope. And each day... each hour... even each minute was a struggle. She couldn't remember the last time her life had felt like such a roller coaster. Sometimes, her faith was so strong. And other times, it seemed that her ex was so far gone that he would never be able to find his way to the truth of knowing who and what God is.

So she cried out to God again tonight, knowing that He was the only one who could give her peace... hope, even. She needed to pray for her ex, just as she had every day for weeks. Hoping and praying that somehow God would get hold of him so he could no longer deny the truth of who God is. If she truly loved him still, and she really believed that she did, she would have to bear all things, believe all things, hope all things and endure all things, just as it says in I Corinthians 13:7 (NAS). Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen (Hebrews 11:1 NAS). And she knew that she couldn't walk by sight right now. She had no choice but to walk by faith. As she curled up on the pillow emotionally drained and exhausted once again, she thanked God for His grace, His love, His mercy, His patience... and for His forgiveness in the midst of all her questions. And she closed her eyes, clinging to more than a wish – she clung desperately to the hope of what she expected God would do in the future.

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Very good story. Hope and faith
in God's power being stronger than the enemy is whatgives us the strength to keep on keeping on.
Helen Paynter05/15/06
Good, well written. One picky question - why the black streaks on her face? I'd expect them if she'd been beaten up an thrown on the road...or if she'd had her head up a chimney(!)etc, but I don't think she should hae them here, should she? Well done otherwise, though.
Melody Wrinkle05/15/06
The black streaks were left from the mascara running down with the tears.
Edy T Johnson 05/15/06
Very expressive writing! I purposely remind myself of the true stories I hear on "Unshackled," when I'm tempted to think somebody is a "hopeless case!" It is a thrill to see what God can do. God bless you!
Virginia Gorg05/16/06
This is good (the black streaks must mean she needs waterproof mascara). Very heartfelt and a reminder that those of us with unsaved ex-spouses should, and must, pray for them. Thank you.