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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Art (01/18/07)

TITLE: Undone By a Scream
By Suzette Parker
01/24/07


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UNDONE BY A SCREAM


I was 16. It was my first time inside a museum. It was the Museum of Modern Art. It was New York, 1985.

I stood there frozen, so struck by the image on the wall that I had to sit down. I sat on the nearest bench and stared at the face and body contorted in horror, painted on the canvas before me. It was ‘The Scream’ by Edvard Munch and it was the first time I had ever been so undone by a single image. Sure movies had moved me, even burned scenes on my brain but this was different-so much emotion conveyed in one image.

I felt the terror and wondered deeply what had stirred such an image in Munch’s head. I knew what would do it for me.

What if there was no God? No salvation, no heaven? Then how else could I respond to the evil in this world? My life would be utter despair, absolute chaos. There would be no hope, no hope.

What would be the end of man’s suffering? How would justice ever be done? And without eternal purpose, what sense of direction would I have?

Imagine if man were answerable to no one but himself-myself unanswerable to no one but me! What kind of world would we create if we were all driven by fleshly, selfish desires?

I too like the figure in ‘The Scream’ would shout in horror and give in to my darkest fears and woes.

But thank God, there is a God and art though powerful does not predict my end. I know the end. No it is not drawn or painted, it is written.

Thank God, ‘IT IS WRITTEN’.

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Donna Haug01/25/07
An appropriate title and I loved your ending - "It is written". I would like to have felt a bit more emotion throughout rather than teaching - but there is a great lesson in this devotional.
Sharlyn Guthrie01/26/07
What a great message! I noted a few punctuation errors, but I thought you gave your readers something important to think about.
julie wood01/31/07
I really enjoyed this story! I could picture the painting of torment in my mind, even though I've never seen this actual work of art. I could also identify with the feelings and thoughts of the sensitive young observer. Great job!
julie wood01/31/07
Whoops--one more comment I forgot before. I love the unusual and dramatic title! That grabbed me and made me want to read this story.
Jen Davis01/31/07
The piece of art you describe conveys your message very well. I loved these two lines: “I know the end. No, it is not drawn or painted; it is written.” (Note a possible suggestion to correct punctuation.) Thanks for sharing.