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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Volunteer (11/23/06)

TITLE: Footsteps in the snow
By Dennis Fletcher


The snow fell in large heavy flakes. The wind blew gently, bringing the wind chill factor below zero degrees Fahrenheit. Snow drifts reached heights of four feet in the most open areas and ice sheets covered the roads. Snowplows ran up and down the streets in vein, just trying to stop the accumulation of ice and snow.

As he breathed out, he could see his breath. He looked around and decided to go down the alley. As he walked, he looked back and realized that his were the only footprints in the snow. He was disappointed, he had invited others, but they werenít showing. He would do this himself, then, he had to. This was his calling. He pushed forward, his feet crunching in the snow with each step.

As he walked, his mind went back to last week, when the coordinator of the shelter came to his church to speak to the congregation. He spoke of the situations that sometimes lead a person to being homeless and he spoke of what was needed to help these folk. Then he asked for anyone who would be willing to serve these individuals on Christmas Eve. Thatís when David realized this was his calling, this was Godís will.

As he approached the shelter, a small older man stopped him and asked him for some change. He thought about it for a moment and reached into his pocket and pulled out what change he had. The man thanked him with a toothless smile and headed toward the liquor store across the street. David didnít care; he had done what God had asked him to do. He turned and walked into the shelter.

He couldnít believe it, he was actually here. He was shocked; nothing could have prepared him for this. He looked around as he walked to the office and couldnít help but notice the sadness and loss of hope on so many faces. He began to realize that these people were at their lowest and probably didnít think they could get out of their situation. He also realized that a lot of these were dying, slowly, and it seemed no one cared.

He reached the office and told them who he was and where he was from. They smiled and asked him to fill out some forms. When he was finished they set him up with a broom and a mop and told him that they really needed someone to clean, as no food had come in for the night.

He set out, doing his job with joy. He wasnít happy with this assignment, but he was willing to do what was needed. He thought maybe he could get to know some of these people. He prayed that God would use his obedience to change someoneís life for the better.

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Edy T Johnson 11/30/06
Your title drew me in! Something about "footsteps in the snow" hints at a mystery to unravel.

You have set the stage for your reader to want to read more. I see so many opportunities, here, for you to pursue, individuals that will stand out from the crowd of sad, dying faces. I hope you write more!
julie wood11/30/06
I loved the opening descriptions in this story and the title drew me in as well. I could see the snow and the faces of the homeless people, and I especially liked the specific description of David's single footprints--symbolizing others' unwillingness to participate in this ministry.

Would love to see some dialogue take place in this story--that would bring the characters more to life.
I got to volunteer one summer at a homeless shelter, and found many of the people who came there delightfully colorful and endearing characters!
Donna Powers 12/02/06
A very nice story. A good way to personalize one person's obedience to the Lord's calling. Nice job.
Joanne Sher 12/02/06
I also would love to hear more about the actual volunteering experience, but I enjoyed what you did share. Nice job.
Sara Harricharan 12/07/06
This was pretty good, with an interesting storyline. I liked the MC, but noticed that you referred to him more in the past tense than the present. Use more active verbs to keep the pace of the story. Otherwise, good job!
Thanks for commenting on Eon-Force Volunteers :)