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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Potluck (Meal or Gathering) Deadline 7-26-12 @ 10 AM NY Time (07/19/12)

TITLE: God's Special Glue
By darlene thompson


The dictionary provides several

definitions of potluck. One definition

indicates what is available. Usually,

potluck is associated with food. When

I think of potluck, I am reminded of a

wonderful week-end blessed with potluck

food and potluck friends.

I was a student in Bible College

and quickly accumulated new friends.

One of my new friends included a

bouncy, spirit-filled blonde girl from

Pennsylvania. Another friend was a

dark-eyed black-headed shy young man

from the Philippines. He spoke several

languages and was musically inclined.

My friend from Northern Virginia was

an intellect. He studied theology and

poetry. Together, we welded a tight

friendship. We spent hours listening

to music, reading poetry and discussing

the Word of God. It seemed where one

went, the rest followed.

One week-end we decided to go to

the Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia

for hiking. We planned our trip to

include meditation, God's wonders, and

long mountains trails.

It was late at night when we

crossed the West Virginia state line.

As we topped a high mountain crest, we

saw a large field engulfed with a full

autumn moon. It was so bright, we

realized we hardly needed a flash

light. We grabbed granola bars, fruit,

juice and water. We laid out our

potluck meal on a red-checkered blanket

under the moon and stars. We used a

small flashlight to read from Genesis

and Psalms. After our devotations and

thanksgiving to God for such a

beautiful place to share a meal and

time together, we read from Sandburg

and Frost. We pulled out our battery-

operated cassette player and listened

to Dylan, Peter, Paul and Mary and

John Denver We joined hands and sang

"Amazing Grace," "How Great Thou Art,"

and "We are One in the Spirit."

As we looked toward a distance

knoll, we saw a deer staring at us. He

sniffed the air and flicked his tail.

In the moonlight, his silhouette shined

against the horizon.

We were truly potluck friends

sharing a potluck meal provided by the

mighty hand of God. Although we have

gone our separate ways, we still stay

in touch. Through the years, we have

maintained our potluck friendship

because it was cemented by God's

special glue--His Spirit.

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C D Swanson 07/27/12
Informative and delightful, with a beautiful conclusion. Loved it. Thanks! God Bless~
Helen Curtis07/28/12
This is really beautiful. What an amazing night that must have been for you all. Experiences like this are the "Bethels" of our lives, those marked moments that we recall to remind us of our journey and recall the magnificence of our God. I imagine your group of potluck friends would have been a wonderful blend; I'm so pleased that you stay in touch with one another. Thanks for sharing this wonderful experience. Blessings, Helen.
Brenda Rice 07/31/12
I like your story. Thanks for sharing about your forever friends.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/01/12
This is a lovely scene. I so enjoy being out under the stars and I could feel the gentle breeze as I read your words.

The only thing I'd suggest is to leave out the definition. It isn't vital to the story and sets it up as more of an essay than the delightful walk down memory lane that it really is.

You covered the topic and made the characters feel like old friends. I could visualize the deer and the full moon and the story left me with a warm feeling. Nice job.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/02/12
Congratulations for ranking 9th in level two!