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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: rain (10/17/05)

TITLE: It's Only Rain!
By Susan Storm Smith
10/21/05


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"What’s that saying that Jenn always says when something unexplainable happens? Oh yeah, the rain falls on the just and the unjust. That’s just like God—keep things confusing for me."

Welcome fellow travelers. Tonight, we’re about to take a journey with a man and woman who have differing ways of handling a tragic event. It is easy to determine your mental frame of mind before tragedy happens—but do you really believe that you will be able to follow through? Come and enter in, as we follow a seemingly confused William Harrison Brown, age 27 and his friend, Jenn, into a place where the explainable and unexpected often happens—the God Zone.

January 12th was like any other Friday night in Buffalo, New York. Snow piled six feet deep from the predatory snowplow activity along Elmwood Avenue. To William, the once pristine whiteness looks like his life, big splatters of garbage and dirt scooped up into one big mess. Jimmy Mac's patrons were sporadically spilling out into the cold air to clear their head for a few minutes. We find Mr. Brown seated across the street at the Elmwood Lounge, oblivious to the jazz combo or the seafood platter he had just been served. His mind was on the doctor’s visit earlier.

"I have absolutely nobody to turn to," gasping sobs inwardly to choke the noise. "I am only 27-years old. What have I done, God, what?"

His mind replayed parts of the pastor’s sermon from a few weeks ago. "Come to the fountain, and be made whole … Inside each of us is living water…whose report will you believe? I will believe the report of the Lord."

"See God, I go to church, and I can even repeat some of the sermons."

"You said, at least I think you said, that I didn’t have to be perfect now. Well, so what if I hang out in places you might not go. Ah, got ya, you did go to bars and stuff…right…"

The sobs were becoming a hushed murmur, as he hung his head, buried in the white linen napkin. "You have cancer, Bill, I’m sorry." The rehearsed starched voice of the surgeon was screaming inside his head. "Cancer!" "You have cancer, Bill." "I’m sorry." "Oh and by the way—we can try other treatments, but with this type of cancer, well, we just don’t know."

"You’re sorry—I’m the one who is sorry! You get to live—I have a death sentence."

Jenn stood in the foyer watching William. "Lord, please give me the correct words to bring comfort to my friend who is going through this challenge."

Bending to give a warm embrace, her soothing voice greeted his spirit. "William, you didn’t call me after your appointment and I was concerned for you." She slid into the seat opposite her friend.

"How did you know where to find me?"

"Oh, it was the process of elimination. I tried Jimmy Mac’s first, but when you weren’t in the fast lane tonight, I just went directly to the slower one."

"Just go away. Nobody can help me now. And don’t start with your God sends rain on the just and the unjust! Because I don’t know which one I am today." Other diners snapped their head in William’s direction, as he screamed his heart’s conviction.

"I wasn’t going to." Jenn thoughtfully replied. "But I would very much like to invite you to know more about the Jesus that I know. He is also known as Jehovah Rapha—the Lord our Healer. He not only died on the cross of Calvary for our sins, William, He took our infirmities too."

"Explain that to me…that infirmities. I heard it a few time in church but just haven’t gotten around to studying it."

"Infirmities are those things that we cannot do anything about by ourselves. Your challenge is great—but not greater than God! It is up to us to believe. God’s word is the water; it’s the rain that falls on everybody—belief makes the difference. Because you’re my friend, I’m going to believe with you until you get stronger."

We hope you have enjoyed your journey with us tonight as you allow the rain of God to pour out on every situation of life. Come back often, the God Zone is always open—waiting for you to enter in and be transformed.


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Denise Stanford10/26/05
Honestly not sure about this one. Just not sure the beginning and ending worked for me. The subject (perhaps over simplified) could raise some interesting discussion too
You've tried something different and you are to be commended for that...
terri tiffany10/28/05
You use good dialogue and good descriptions of the actions. I too had trouble with the beginning and ending but otherwise your writing itself is great!:)