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For the assignment, I had to write about everyday experiences and how time had changed them. The topic came slowly because I hadn't anything to write about, but soon I was typing away at the keyboard.
"Shopping" by Balinda H.P. Lovecraft
Having to shop has always been a woman's job, at-least that's the way it's always seemed. My mother shops for our house, perhaps because she's the cook or because she knows where the bargains hide. At any rate, we know men can't shop.
In olden times, it was probably different. The women that went to the market probably went for things other than food. The gardens and the livestock kept people in food then. So, what about even older times, the old-old times; in, let's say, Noah's Day. What would shopping have been like then?
I pictured a rugged market lined with bearded men, selling vegetables, goats, and supplies for travelers. Then, it occurred to me that in those days no-one heeded God's Word and lived for their own accord. Sure there was a market, but it took on a different color for me then.
With children linked together like slaves and human parts hanging on hooks, the bearded men, now macabre carnival barkers wielding heavy cleavers, imparted the bought to the buyers and traded in death. This quickly caused me to rebuke my own sanity. I wanted not to think of it.
Then, it was too late. I heard them. I heard them barking.
"Virgins for sell." And I saw them, with beards bouncing. "Fresh meat."
"Only five years old," another voice barked, "still untouched by man."
A giant stepped into the street then -- yes, there was giants then -- pointing at a fat, blonde boy in a wooded cage. "How much," he bellowed to the bearded man.
"That will be two."
At this, the boy started crying and rocking his cage.
"But to have as a slave, I will sell him for three."
The hairy giant handed forth an unknown amount and the boy's cage was opened. Seeing his freedom, he ran out, but the giant swooped him up and bit into him, blood squirting out like jam from a jelly doughnut.
Then, a shadow passed over and I looked hard into the sky, where a dark shape had formed. A giant bird, I thought. But, no, it had legs and arms.
It was an angel.
I had forgotten they lived with man in those days. But since they were there, they would need things from the market as well.
At the angel's arrival, all the barkers, with beards bouncing, started barking. "Virgins!! Virgins!!" The voices came from everywhere. "Just the right age. Never been touched by man!!"
It dawned on me then that the angels impregnated the women in those days and would have bought the young girls from the market while seducing the older women from their homes.
"I've got the perfect girl for you Ariel," a barker yelled loudly, obviously knowing the angel. "She's one from the tribes, perfect for you."
The angel turned toward the voice. With a booming, beautiful voice, which sounded like many choirs singing, he asked the barker if he would take a trade. "Of course, of course, come this way," the bearded barker pleaded.
Into the tent they went, the angel having to duck the upper flap.
When they exited the tent, I was watching one of the bearded men sell what looked like an internal organ to a haggardly old lady. Knowing better, I told myself it wasn't human.
I watched the angel fly out of sight, wondering what he traded for the girl he held in his arms. I didn't watch him long because the barking started again.
"Virgins!! Virgins!!"
I closed my eyes to the bright sun and tried not to feel the excruciating heat. It was miserable here in the desert. The wind did not move.
Another angel landed in the market, looming over everyone. But, this time, no one said anything. No one barked, for everyone was looking into the sky.
I felt the cold wind on my face.
I realized, it had started raining.
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Hollywood markets stories like this...and I'm not saying they don't do well. I am currently involved in a movie ministry so that people can see uplifting stories instead of this type that has no message or point. It's shock for shock's sake. This is Lord of the Flies material here. We are trying to bring hope and encouragement to people, sometimes by the person of Jesus, sometimes simply by encouragement or laughter. We want to give people a reason to be grateful: we have a Savior and He rose from the dead. Because of Jesus, we can rise above these base instincts and become more than our sin nature decrees. We now have power over sin. "Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admireable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things." Philippians 4:7-9, NIV
This story contained not even a hint of hope for our fallen world. We can get that in a news story. In "Remembering the Market" please remember YOUR market. You are a talented writer. Will you be part of the problem or part of the solution? Personally, with this talent, I hope you choose Faithwriters. May God bless and direct you as you develop your talents!
Probably, which is what I think this is trying to point out, is Noah's Day was way more evil than now. Atleast today, some fear God's judgement.
This piece was shocking, but historical and even a bit educational.
The point I see in this peice, is that God -- just like most of us -- despised the things happening in that market and Flooded the world to prove it.
Look at today and what's happening in the world. God is still in control, but do we fear his judgment? and just like the rain at the end of the story, God is going to do away with sin again and it will be swift.
This is not the market for this, obviously, but I believe it is trying showing God's Judgement and how it is just.
Certainly God thought people were vile; his reason to start over. I don't think a non-Christian would "get" it so I do feel the Christian market is the place for it. It'll grab any Christian by the throat and help us to see the urgency and fate of this world
In turn, it's an eye opener which can help us witness with more fervor. Not usually a fan of "dark" writing, but your talent is evident. Great writing job! Blessings, Jo
"This quickly caused me to rebuke my own sanity. I wanted not to think of it."
You, having written this bit quoted here, should understand the emotion displayed in the comments you received. Good job.