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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Worship (corporate) (10/04/07)

TITLE: Calling of the Bell
By Carol Wiley


The sound of the church bell echoed through the town in the crisp morning air. It drew some people towards the little A-frame church, while others hid their heads under the covers to dull the sound of the ringing.

Terri, driving along Hwy 101, was headed to California for yet another business meeting. He was so tired of being on the road all the time and longed to be home with his family. They would be heading to church about now and he was missing another Sunday with them. At least the morning was beautiful and he could drive with the top down on his little red convertible. That was some consolation. He slowed his speed as he came to a small town and heard the church bell ringing out in welcome. Terri made a split-second decision to take the time to stop and attend services at The Chapel by the Sea, where the sound of the bell originated. He pulled into the parking lot and headed in with others who were arriving.


The Norton family heard the bell ringing as they were coming out of their hotel room to take a stroll around town. After they paused to listen to the pleasant sound, the children begged to go see the church with the bell. They set off to find it with the children leading the way. Upon seeing the church, the children were amazed at the shape, having never before seen a building that was a triangle, or a roof that came so low to the ground. The cute building overlooking the ocean drew them in for further investigation.


Patty was new to this town and had decided to attend church this morning; the only question was which one she should try. She hated going to new churches where she didn’t know anyone and would have to sit by herself. Then again, what didn’t she do by herself now that her husband had died? A sigh escaped. Then, she heard the church bell calling out for her to come and find comfort.


Late for church as usual, Mandy hurried along the road. It had been hectic this morning, with a call from her daughter, who always forgot the time difference. Usually the phone rang just as Mandy was getting ready to leave. As soon as she heard the ring of the church bell telling her it was time to go; Mandy would know the conversation needed to end. Oh, how she missed her daughter, and prayed that some day she would be drawn back home.

Members and visitors alike were headed into the church, with visitors pausing as they saw the view of the ocean through the front wall of windows. As everyone found seats, the newcomers wondered how anyone could listen to a sermon with that gorgeous view in the background.
The Pastor stood in the back and read Psalm 93,

The LORD reigns, he is robed in majesty;…
and is armed with strength.
The world is firmly established;
it cannot be moved….
The seas have lifted up, O LORD,…
The seas have lifted up their pounding waves.
Mightier than the thunder of the great waters,
Mightier than the breakers of the sea—
The LORD on high is mighty….

The people sat in silence and watched. The waves crashed thunderously against the rocks in the distance. Water sprayed high into the air. Light played in and around the water. Wave upon wave formed, broke and then rolled onto the beach. The creation was spectacular. The power was awesome. The Creator was close.

They rose as one to worship the Lord. Their voices rose together with songs of praise to the Lord God Almighty.

Author’s Note: Bible Passages from Psalm 93, New International Version

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LauraLee Shaw10/11/07
How I LOVE the way you drew us in to the character of several people and brought it into one message at the close. That is the church, local and around the world. This is one great piece of art!
Amy Michelle Wiley 10/11/07
I love the little glimpse into everyone's different lives as they come together as one. I also feel like just watching God's creation is a form of worshiping.
Jesus Puppy 10/11/07
They came from all walks of life, yet Life was the greatest call of all.. Very good imagery, I could even hear the surf. Oh wait, thats outside my window.. :)
Joanne Sher 10/13/07
Excellent descriptions - and I love all the little "snapshots" of each person coming for worship. Lovely.
Laury Hubrich 10/14/07
Very good. I wanted to walk up to this church building along with all the others!!! What a wonderful place to worship!
Jan Ackerson 10/14/07
The sound of the bell was a marvelous device that unified several mini-stories and appealed to your readers' senses, all at the same time.

I was stopped for a moment by the name "Terri" which seemed like a girl's name to me (with the "i").

Wonderful first entry--welcome to the challenge!
c clemons10/15/07
I liked how you captured another form of worship. Good entry.
Janice Cartwright10/15/07
You definitely have the gift of the pen. So glad you joined the challenge!
Betty Castleberry10/16/07
Very nice. I enjoyed all the litte instances of people being drawn to worhip by the church bells. Well done, and welcome.
Dee Yoder 10/17/07
You did a great job describing the little chapel. I could easily see it's shape and setting. The characterizations of the people who attended the chapel were well defined, too. I really enjoyed reading your first entry, and I hope it will be the first of many. It's a beautiful first entry!
George Parler 10/17/07
Wow. God's creation found its way into the hearts of those behind the walls of wood and glass. Your descriptions are wonderful. God job.