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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Fearful (08/23/07)

TITLE: Emily
By Frank Parrino
08/27/07


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Emily

It has been said that a person should do that which is possible and leave the impossible to God. The family of Emily Benson prayed to that latter end. They knew from sacred history it was an angel who let Peter out of prison. However, it was prayer that let the angel out of heaven. History is known to repeat itself. Would their wayward daughter be part of that revered record?

Music can exert a commanding influence on its listeners. The fearful Gerasene demons, custodians of the tombs of rock, saw to that. “Saved by the music” was their gospel. From the human perspective, no one was able to successfully shackle the dreadful Legion. To trespass their territory was to meet with powerful resistance. Getting caught on their sinister staging ground, proved deliverance futile outside of Divine intervention. Emily Benson was once among the fearful following.

The thirty year old former rock singer figured she had two hours at most, before her husband of three years, Jim, would arise out of his self imposed crypt. Which near death state would it be this time? A marijuana melted mind or a deep drunken daze? To the outward eye either vice revealed a life that was doubly cursed for poor Emily Benson.

Emily never saw this coming although she saw it transpire all too often in the anarchical world of rock. Drugs, booze, immorality were readily available for the choosing. Debauchery, rebellion, and egotism issued from the mikes of the music masters. “Rock” slaves were driven to equally express themselves wildly with no one to restrain them. Mind, mood, and music were torn into shreds of chaos. A screaming frenzy marked the lyrics. Ear splitting drums and guitars tortured the air. Emily shuddered as she recalled the apprehension that entwined her life. She wanted out. The first step was complete. Emily quit the band. However, she knew all too well that fear had many faces.

Snapping out of her nightmare, still a million thoughts raced through her anxious mind. What was she going to do? What will the future hold? How much more could she endure? Jim resented her for leaving the band. He made her life miserable. Emily was repressed in every way. No friends. No phone calls. No going out alone. Of course Emily protested while in the same desperate breath begged that Jim seek help. Jim would heap obscenities and false accusations upon his beleaguered wife. The back of Jim’s hand made her sore afraid to tell anyone what was going on in her sad life.

This had a two fold affect on Emily. She lived in fear of Jim. On the other hand, fear reinforced her to stand up to her sin sick husband. The adversity of trepidation became a blessing in disguise. It came to the point where Emily pleaded with tears, “You can drink whiskey and smoke pot all you want. I won’t bother you about it. All I ask is that you leave me alone.” Jim was glad to grant her request. This would dispose of what he took to be her ceaseless nagging. Still Jim would fly off the handle but these sin laden ravings were losing frequency.

Only two scenarios allowed Emily some short lived freedom. One was when Jim was playing a concert. The second came about when he was buried in the sepulcher of temporary oblivion. The later was the situation Emily found herself in one Sunday morning.

Emily was at rock bottom. She knew Divine healing of her body, mind, and soul was needed. Afraid to lift her eyes to heaven, Emily wasn’t afraid to lift her heart in prayer. God was ready to answer the loud knocks at the door of heaven.

She stepped into the little white church on the corner. Many times Emily passed by and listened to the beautiful singing. Those blessed old fashioned hymns communicated the gospel of hope and peace. “Jesus, the Name that calms our fears…” The positive power of music! Emily’s fears of this life were ebbing away by the sanctifying affects of a different fear, the fear of the Lord.

Emily Benson walked out of God’s house saved by the music yet saved by grace. O what a blessing to be a new creation! She was clothed with the righteousness of Christ, in her renewed mind, and singing the songs of heaven. “I must tell Jim!” Fear not Emily Benson for God is always with you.


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Jan Ackerson 08/30/07
Interesting style here--definitely more "telling" than "showing", but in a rather literary way. I think...yes, I like it!
Rhonda Clark 09/02/07
This is very nice. You kept me hooked to the end.

Great job.
Marilyn Schnepp 09/03/07
This inspiring story reads like it was written by somebody who's "been there & done that"...and tells it like it is! Great job and God Bless! Kudos!