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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: In and Out (04/30/09)

TITLE: Backwards and Inside Out
By Jan W
04/30/09


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The door slammed behind her with a resounding crash, the clang of the bolt locking her out. Tears streamed down her face.

“God” she whispered, “how did I get here?”

She thought back over the previous months. Step by step she had aligned herself with God’s word. Meticulously she had poured over the Bible making sure she was on the right path. She had approached every decision with prayer.

“What did I do wrong?” she screamed in a silent prayer. “How could I have ended up out here?

Only harsh silence answered her desperate questions as she walked down the dark, cold street. Flashbacks assaulted her over and over like fists pounding her frail body.

“You are too rigid” one voice screamed.
“You are so high on your pedestal you can’t see the real world” another sneered.
“You are a failure” a third taunted.

She covered her ears with her hands as her pace quickened, but the vicious words continued to echo in her head.

“Jesus” she pleaded “talk to me please.” Staring up at the dark skies the only thing she could see was the deep, velvety black depths of space. Sobs convulsed her body, her pain and anguish unable to be restrained anymore.

“My Savior” she cried “you said if we followed you, you would guide our steps. I don’t understand how this happened.” She took a deep breath trying to steady her voice. “I would have expected the people that don’t know you to treat me this way, but your body Lord? Why did the church throw me out for following your word?”

“Trust Me” a soft voice whispered within her. “Do you trust Me enough to walk through this valley with just Me?”

She looked at the tall white steeple of the church as she wiped the tears from her face. She answered after some thought, “Yes Lord, I do. I believe in you. I trust you.” Looking up at the sky once more, “Please protect them Lord, please don’t let them hurt anyone else.”

The still, soft voice repeated once again “Trust Me.”

Standing up, one last look at the church, she started down the road again, her wounds fresh, and her agony deep, barely holding on to her wavering faith. Step by step she ventured into the unknown.


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Jan Ackerson 05/11/09
Very interesting! One the one hand, I'd love to know this woman's back story--but on the other hand, maybe it's good that you left it vague--we can all fill in our own blanks.
Sunny Loomis 05/12/09
Good story. We need to listen to that still, small voice.