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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Embarrassed (07/19/07)

TITLE: Busybody
By Debbie Roome
07/24/07


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“Edna-Mae is a busybody.” I informed my husband as he stacked chairs around the hall. “It doesn’t matter what’s on at church, Edna-Mae is slap bang in the middle of it. Always interfering, always poking her nose in.

Joe shook his head. “I don’t think you’re being fair, Sheryl.”

I ignored him. “And did you see the outfit she had on tonight? The most awful, floral two-piece and hideous, clompy shoes that went out with the ark.”

“Sheryl.” Joe’s tone was sharp but I hadn’t finished.

“And her makeup was all blotchy as usual. Someone should tell her she needs new specs.”

“Sheryl!” Joe shouted this time and I looked up to what his problem was. To my horror, Edna-Mae was standing in the door-way, a bowl in her hands.

I felt fire surge into my face, a crimson sweat that drenched my entire body. How long had she been standing there? Had she heard anything?

Her face answered my questions. Currents of bewilderment and pain mingled with disbelief and anguish. For a terrible, frozen moment we stared at each other. Her voice when she spoke was a tremulous shadow of her normal strident tones. “Sorry to disturb you. I forgot to take my bowl.” She nodded to both of us. “Good night, Pastor, Sheryl.”

By the time we got outside, she was gone. Joe was furious. “How could you say such things? What’s wrong with you?”
“I’m sorry.” I sobbed. “I just feel under such pressure to do everything right. I’m a third of her age and everything I do, she challenges.”

With tears drenching my face, we drove across town to the tiny cottage where she lived. She wasn’t there and although we waited an hour, she didn’t come home.

I never slept that night. My eyes were red-rimmed and raw as I lay on my face before God. “I’m sorry, Lord. I’ve betrayed the trust you placed in me. I’m immature and selfish and I’ve crushed one of your people. I don’t deserve a second chance, but please give me one. Let me speak to Edna-Mae so I can apologise. Bring healing where I've caused immense damage.”

At 9am, Joe gave me the car keys and I drove to the nearest florist. I was trembling as I walked up the pathway to her cottage, tears splattering the fragrant roses in my arms. “Please let her be there.” I prayed. “Let her be safe.”

I knocked several times before Edna-Mae appeared at the door, her features frail, sad, guarded. I pressed the roses into her arms. “Please forgive me, Edna-Mae. I’ve said terrible things and hurt you deeply and I was wrong. It all stemmed from my own insecurities and frustrations.”

There was a long silence as she lifted the blooms to her face and inhaled their sweetness. “I’ve been jealous of your youth.” She said slowly. “Your energy and passion for life. I’ve been a crabby old woman and said and done things I had no right to do.”

We stood and regarded each other for a while before Edna-Mae reached out a hand and clasped mine. “What a couple of fools we’ve been. Fighting each other when we should be working together for God.”

As I sat in her kitchen that day, God began to heal our relationship. It wasn’t an overnight miracle, but as we talked and prayed, we learned to understand each other; learned to work with each other.

Edna-Mae still wears her floral two-pieces but when I look at her now, I see a woman of God. A woman who knows how to forgive and extend grace. I’ll always be sorry for what I said about her, sorry for inflicting such pain, but also grateful that God allowed me to be caught out.


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Dee Yoder 07/26/07
Your story caused me to think about times I've been less than kind to others, too. Your wonderful story brought a lump to my throat. I ached for both of your characters. Your writing is so vivid, I felt this was happening right in front of me!
Lynda Schultz 07/26/07
“What a couple of fools we’ve been. Fighting each other when we should be working together for God.” Amen. Preach it!
Sharlyn Guthrie07/26/07
Wonderful lessons in this story, and the writing is flawless.
Melanie Kerr 07/27/07
I have met some Edna-Maes in my life and, sadly, some Sheryls as well. It is a shame that sometimes we have to be shamed to address the issues that crop up between believers.
Delores Baber07/27/07
As I read the story I found myself embarrished. I found too much of myself in the MC. No wonder James spends a whole chapter (3)warning us about the damage our tongue can do. Your story spoke to my heart.
Joanne Sher 07/28/07
So convicting and encouraging. Wonderful. I could feel her face reddening.
Loren T. Lowery07/30/07
This was great, I'm glad I read it because that "green-eyed monster" jealously and mis-understanding is a terrible beast and your story shows the hurt it can cause. It was nice showing the redemptive and forgiveness side as well - makes a fine example and template we all should follow.
Dianne Janak07/31/07
This is a KEEPER... I have been on both sides of this story and both sides are horrible. I think the MCs side may be the worst though. But the ending is what I loved the most... as much pain as they both felt.. it took that to get to an understanding and brokenness.. I LOVED THIS !
Kristen Hester08/02/07
I really thought I had already left a comment on this story. First, congratulations on your 3rd place and making the EC list. You deserve it! Now, about your entry. Ouch! I felt the pain and am so sad to say I was very convicted. I've been on staff at churches where there were plenty of busybodies. You told the tale so well and I am glad for the happy ending. Great job!
Dee Yoder 08/02/07
Congratulations on your EC!!! This is a great story!
Cheri Hardaway 08/02/07
Debbie, this is a wonderful story. Congratulations on your EC. And the beautiful way that God was able to take a horrible circumstance and use it to expose weakness and frailty in both parties and then begin the restoration process... awesome job! Well done. Blessings, Cheri
Helen Paynter08/02/07
This story really bites. You know - deep down where I can't soothe it. Good writing and congratulations.
Sheri Gordon08/02/07
Congratulations on your EC -- this is very good writing. Great job with the topic.
Sharlyn Guthrie08/02/07
Congrats on your EC placement. Great job!
Christine Dunn08/03/07
Congratulations - What a lesson to learn in such a harsh way! This was very well written.
Lynda Lee Schab 08/03/07
Perfect entry for embarrassed. A well-deserved place in the winner's circle. Congrats!
Catrina Bradley 08/05/07
Congrats! This article certainly deserves an EC. :)