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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: The Reader (04/15/10)

TITLE: Angel Unaware
By Jean Beier


The doctor’s waiting room is packed from wall to wall. There is not a seat left unused. My eyes rove, circling the room, taking in the variety of people sharing the waiting game with me. The faces are what occupy my attention the most. My heart goes out to them as I see the frowns, tears, and wrinkled between the eyes worry encrusted upon them. There’s the look of intense pain on some, and acute nausea on others. Then my eyes center and stop on him. I dub the man, the reader, as in his hands he is engrossed in a black leather book.

As I take a closer look, he intrigues me. The man does not seem impatient with the time moving slowly as molasses, the coughing, and chattering going on all around us. With a closer look at this tall, long legged, dark curly hair man, I see that he does not have the frown lines that the rest of us have. With his long legs stretched out, and crossed at the ankles, the man holds a face filled with complete peace, calling me into great curiosity as to what written words could be bringing him into such calmness.

Looking for something to take my mind off the reason I am here, I grab the magazine keeping vigil on the stand next to me. I flip the pages of the Hollywood gossip magazine. It does little to relieve me of the fear of the diagnosis that the doctor may hold for me. I recall the look on the technician’s face as she completed and gave report on my recent mammogram. I remember the surgery that followed, and the loss of my breasts. The surgeon’s concerned look, as he made this appointment with me, to meet in his office, worries me. He said it would be more private. Maybe I should have brought a friend. I have never missed my mother more, in these years since she died.

Having used up the purpose of the magazine, I toss it back on the stand where it was found. My attention returns to the reader. If anything he looks more relaxed and at peace than before. What could he be reading that could accomplish such a feat. With this in mind I move to an emptied seat closer to him, and with squinting eyes I read, THE HOLY BIBLE, New International Version.

The seat next to the reader now empties, so I move into it. The man looks up from the Bible, and smiles at me, opening up the door of conversation. I ask, “What are you reading?” He, with a knowing that transcends my understanding, responds, “I am reading God’s Word.” Not having given much thought to the Bible, I ask, “What are you reading that can bring such a sweet look of peace upon your face?” The reader slides the Bible onto my lap. It is opened to Philippians 4:6, and the words I read are: “Do not be anxious about anything . . . And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”.

The reader is studying my face. I admit, “I have not read the Bible, and I’m not sure I understand what I just read. How has this brought you such peace? I am facing possible terminal cancer, and I’m filled with fear and worry.”

He takes the Bible back and turns to the scripture, Luke 24:45, “Then He opened their minds so they could understand the Scriptures.” The reader, asks, “Do you want your mind opened up to understanding? If so, I can tell you how to have a relationship with Jesus, and the reward will be understanding, and freedom from your sins, and an everlasting love with God.”

“Yes! Please tell me how.”

The reader reads more scriptures to me, and I display my desire to give up the world for a better eternal life walk. He leads me through a prayer of confession, repentance, and the receiving of the Grace of God, through Jesus.

“Miss Johns, the doctor can see you now.”

I follow the nurse, with complete peace in my heart, and as I look back at the reader, I find he is gone. It is as though he has just disappeared. In my soul I hear, angel unaware.

I think. Could it be that the reader is my angel unaware?

Yes, angel unaware.

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Lisa Keck04/22/10
Very good. It builds well and was easy to read.
B Brenton04/23/10
Unaware to who? To you? ^^
It's good, simple and good.
Mildred Sheldon04/23/10
Thank you for a heartwaring story. I enjoyed this immensely. Thank you again for such a tender story of Gods love and yes sometimes we do encounter angel unaware.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 04/28/10
Your story is moving and beautiful. I almost wish the reader wasn't an angel, but an actual Christian going where God leads him. I had tears in my eyes. You did such a wonderful job in pulling the reader into your story.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 04/29/10
Congratulations in placing in the top 40 over-all as well as 2nd in your level. Good job!
Charla Diehl 04/30/10
Your writing pulled me into the MC's situation and was not surprised that God provided an angel when she needed him most. Great job and a well deserved win.