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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Confident (07/05/07)

TITLE: Next!
By Peter Stone
07/06/07


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Paralysed with terror I watched as the uniformed border guards at the security checkpoint literally dismantled the battered VW, pulling off mudguards, side panels, even the bumper bars. The driver was next to the car on his knees, his hands on his head. A scowling guard stood watch over him while aiming an AK-47 rifle at his head.

My hands clung to my steering wheel like a bird’s talons to a branch in the midst of a wild storm. My face drained of all color, my stomach had a leaden, sinking feeling, and adrenaline spiked every nerve ending throughout my entire body. It felt like a billion tiny needles were piercing my skin. What on earth did I think I was doing? This was sheer folly!


The book binder draped an over familiar arm around my shoulders, “You’ll be fine, Pietr. When you pass through the checkpoint be confident, calm and relaxed. Easy, no?”



My arms and chest were shaking uncontrollably. I could have sworn I was naked and in the midst of a snowstorm, although it was a warm summer day.

With a triumphant shout the guards found contraband in a concealed panel in the VW’s boot. My heart missed a beat and then crashed back into action like a jackhammer loose in my chest. To say that I was panicking was an understatement. If they found something so well concealed, what chance did I have in smuggling my prohibited books through the checkpoint?

I glanced apprehensively at the suitcase lying next to me on the front passenger seat.

Those guards were going to open the suitcase. It was a forgone conclusion. And then I was going to rot forever in an East German prison. I had to turn my car around and go! I must flee! I began to reach for the gear column; my feet ready to engage the clutch.


I was sitting in the school cafeteria, watching the school’s sports captain strutting around as he spun another tale of his sporting prowess. Nine desirable girls surrounded him, hanging off his every word. And at least that many guys lounged around the group too: laughing and clapping, just glad to be part of the captain’s entourage.

I was not envious. I was jealous. If I had even an iota of Ben’s confidence I could be anything I wanted to be. It was not fair.

Sudden movement broke me from my bitter reverie and I saw Hitomi, a Japanese-American girl sit next to me. “What’s up, Pietr?”

“Him,” I snapped, “I wish I could be confident like that.”

Hitomi searched out my eyes and smiled, “I don’t.”

“Yeah, right.” I replied dryly. Everyone wanted to be like Ben.

“No, really, I don’t. For all his confidence, it all revolves around himself. He’s not doing anything worthwhile with it. But there is another kind of confidence, and I have that in abundance. I have complete confidence in Jesus and in His ability to be my life-long provider.”

Turning my full attention to Hitomi’s plain face, I found her calm, peaceful atmosphere fill my heart with an aching sensation I had never felt before. “Tell me more about this Jesus…”


The border guards marched off the balding man at gunpoint while others pushed his half-dismantled car off the road next to the checkpoint.

The closest guard pointed at me and barked, “Next!”

Meeting the guard’s gaze but speaking softly so he could not hear me, I said, “I have another kind of confidence.” Suddenly a tangible atmosphere of peace and calm descended over me and I stopped shaking. Color returned to my face. My hands relaxed on the steering wheel.

On a sudden impulse I popped the latches on the suitcase full of German Bibles and withdrew two of them, which I then placed in plain sight on top of the suitcase.

I drove into the checkpoint.

The border guard, AK-47 gripped menacingly in his right hand, opened the passenger door. He looked at the suitcase, at the clearly displayed prohibited German Bibles, and then locked eyes with me for what seemed like an eternity.

With a shrug he withdrew and slammed the door shut, pointing past the checkpoint, saying, “Drive on!”

Then the guard turned to the car behind mine and barked, “Next!”

I drove into East Germany. I had a delivery to make.


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Benjamin Graber07/12/07
Excellent!!! This one is a great story, and matches the topic very well!
Michelle Burkhardt07/12/07
Fantastic story. This held my attention through the end. I loved your description and comparison pictures. Great job.
Verna Cole Mitchell 07/12/07
This is an outstanding suspense story with great descriptions. It grabs the reader from the beginning and keeps holding.
Jan Ackerson 07/12/07
Excellent--sometimes the Lord calls us to act in ways totally counterintuitive to common sense...I enjoyed this suspense-filled story.
Kristin Slavik07/12/07
Great job! I enjoyed this tale and I could feel the MC's terror in the beginning.
Tesiri Moweta07/13/07
Beautiful story...God surely knows how to strengthen His own and fill them with confidence. Well written too. Good piece!
Joanne Sher 07/13/07
This is amazing. You had me shaking in my boots. Haven't read many yet, but this is definitely my favorite so far. This is going in my favorites! Excellent.
Dee Yoder 07/13/07
Oooh, I love stories like this! Wonderfully written and gripping in every detail. I couldn't stop reading!
Lynda Schultz 07/13/07
Super story — fits the theme to a tee in my opinion. And, I was hooked right to the end in nail-biting suspense! Good work.
Elizabeth Baize 07/14/07
Wow! This was powerful, and I loved the way that you addressed two different types of confidence. This is one of my favorites so far!
Kristen Hester07/14/07
This is my favorite so far. Great job.
Sharlyn Guthrie07/17/07
Your story is suspenseful and well-crafted. It makes me think of the Brother Andrew story. Somehow the word, "atmosphere" didn't seem to fit as it was used in your story. I wonder if the word "aura" would work better...just a thought. Nice work!
Marilyn Schnepp 07/18/07
Terrific! Tears popped into my eyes as the guard said "Next"...and the Bible Pusher moved through the checkpoint. Very, Very spellbinding, and I loved the suspense! Great Job!! Many Kudos!!
Sheri Gordon07/19/07
Congratulations on your EC. This is a great story for this topic. You had me captivated from the beginning. Great job.
Mo 07/19/07
Great job! Congrats on your EC win!
David Butler 07/29/07
I like your style Peter. Am I right in thinking that you're into action, suspense & danger for the Kingdom of God? Congrats on your EC.