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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: The Family Home (05/29/08)

TITLE: The Homeowner
By Frank Salerni
05/30/08


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The Homeowner

In the beginning…
They were young, innocent, and invincible.
She struggled to make their house a home.
It was modest, they had goals, and no one could stop them.
He worked relentless to get ahead. He pressed in hard, sacrificed much, and became, as life dictates… successful.
They had a child, a boy, and he was beautiful.
They had it made.

What was it worth?
“We must work hard. We must keep what we have. We must not fail. Life is too short.”
She drives home from work. Things were as usual; a pleasant ride, and a quick stop at childcare to pick up her son, but the facilities back yard pool was silent with children... Odd?
“Where’s my child?”
A childcare worker carries him to her without a smile, shock was present upon her face, and the hush of death permeated a mother’s reality as the worker, under the innocents of the tragedy, places him in her arms. The mother stands motionless and cries, “This cannot be?”

Torn asunder…
Intense pain, emotional depravity, and who’s to be blamed?
Pointed fingers, sleepless nights, and her husband’s courage is hopelessly found in a bottle.
“Why work at all? This is not a home. God is my enemy!”
“Where are my answers? Where is my faith? What did my life dissolve into, but a puddle of deceptive priorities?”
Her husband blames himself. He now, with wasted effort, wishes for redeemed time with his son. He cries bitter tears saying within him, “But I sacrificed all my time for my family, didn’t I?” The road back home certainly leads to many valleys, and mountains of uncertainty. His wife, stands fast, and is there for comforts sake. His guilt becomes shallow as it is eventually evaporated into clouds of distant, haunted memories. They console in each other’s arms, and seek God.

The message…
The smoking flax of faith emerges. The breath of God ignites the flame. Enmity through sorrow is understood. Forgiveness triumphs over pain. God is back upon the throne. Life, though complex, bears the unfairness of death. No one is to blame.
Now, Christ stands in the gap. Their child rests in Jesus’ arms. God’s face shines with eternal love for the boy. He is sleeping, waiting, and anticipating his father and mothers return.
There real home waits. They are but pilgrims in a land of darkness, but Light dispels the night of this temporal Earth’s living as they realize that the enemy is not God.

Your treasure is where your heart is, and the “Homeowner” is the Lord.
The Fathers HEART is love, and home… is where the HEART is.

Please, take the time to reflect upon Mat 6:19-34
"Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also…” NKJV


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Ann Marie Lindenmeyer06/05/08
Excellent writing, such depth and the teaching is presented so well, great job!
~Ree~
BOB BLACKMAN06/05/08
"The smoking flax of faith emerges. The breath of God ignites the flame." I love that line! When all everything fails, only God can reignite the flame of love we so desperately need.
Marilyn Schnepp 06/06/08
A sad, but beautiful, story; and made so compact that it was easily read and understood without the long, boring wordiness of details. Loved the brief, poignant memory and the lovely ending. A delightful and enjoyable read, with message delivered brilliantly intact and digested with gratefulness. Excellent job! Well done.
Beth LaBuff 06/06/08
Your story is heart-breaking and yet the light that "Their child rests in Jesus' arms" shine through. What a reunion that will be. Your devotional is very well written.
Jan Ackerson 06/07/08
Very sad story, and written with a gift for inducing emotional response in the reader.

I noticed some typos and tense inconsistencies, and I really think a piece this strong deserves a stronger title.

I like your lyrical format--well done.