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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Africa (03/05/09)

TITLE: No Regrets
By Gerald Shuler
03/06/09


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They are coming to take my life. They do not know. They do not believe.

They?

No, I will not center my final moments on them. They are of no consequence in my life... the true life that is not seen by them. That life they can not take from me.

Jesus, precious savior of my lost and empty soul, You are with me in this moment, as You have been with me even before I knew you. For that I am most thankful. Even now, when peace would abandon others, You flood me with calm amidst my destroyers. This final battle is not with the enemy I can see... it is with the powers of darkness that I can not see. Your peace, dear Lord, has defeated even that foe.

Have I done all you required, Lord? All you expected of me? In my youth my days were wasted and I am sorrowful for that waste. I was deceived by my own importance. The position I held with the Queen was one that left others envious of me and I arrogantly walked in that pompous pride. You know, though, dear Savior, that I performed my duties excellently for my Queen. She ruled well because I served well. It is my nature. It was no different when I chose to serve You.

Forgive me, Lord. It was different. I have never understood, but from the instant I chose to serve You, it has been You who has served me. The more my life was dedicated to You, the more You dedicated Your life, Your authority, Your power to supply my needs. It mystifies me how the heathen can not see Your goodness, for I know Your mercy extends even to them. Once again, I am left in awe of You.

I had no family but my Queen. You increased my standing with her as I decreased my pride. The result was that even the Queen eventually accepted You. Lord, that was no small task. In my country the Queen is Candace, or ruler, only because her husband is seen as a god by my people. He is too holy to be bothered with the affairs of men, so it is his wife, the Candace, who rules. For her to accept You, Lord, meant that she must reject the belief of her people and the holiness of her own husband. In those early years of my Christian walk, I often looked like a traitor to the beliefs of my country. I served my Queen, the Candace but not her god, her husband.

Lord, now I understand a deep spiritual truth that had evaded my meager wisdom. You, Lord, are one with Your Father and Your Spirit. You truly are God. My people believed the Queen’s husband to be god, but you, Lord, truly are. You have married Yourself to us, the Christian believer, and made us Your Queen. You gave us the powers of the Candace, the powers to represent You in every way. The earthly power I understand well because of my service to the Queen. If her husband instructed her, she did as he instructed, but most often she ruled by her own wits. In such fashion, You have allowed me to rule and reign as Candace of my own life, only instructing when guidance was needed. Lord, it was needed so often and You never failed to guide me down the right path. Even now. Even when the path leads to the end of my earthly life.

It is, after all, the path I willingly chose to walk so many years ago. As representative to my Queen, my duties took me to a land far from my own. In that land I learned the words of Isaiah, the prophet, that said:

He was led as a sheep to the slaughter; and like a lamb dumb before his shearer, so opened he not his mouth.

Philip, Your obedient servant, was indeed led by You as he foolishly ran beside my carriage and asked if I understood what I read. He made me to understand the truth. Since that time I have lived for You.

Lord, they have finally raised the sword that will take my earthly life. They now generously offer me the opportunity to renounce You. That is not a thing I could do. Instead, I will follow Your example and open not my mouth.

Take this Ethiopian eunuch home, Lord.

I have no regrets.


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Joanne Sher 03/12/09
Ohhh - I loved unraveling who this man was - I started to suspect fairly early on, but wasn't sure until I was well into it. Beautiful language and a very compelling read.
Gregory Kane03/12/09
An interesting although at times confusing read. I was wondering where you were going with it, so I'm glad you brought in the direct Bible allusion.
What's always struck me about Philip's encounter with the Ethipoean is that as an eunuch he was strictly prohibited from taking part in direct Temple worship. (Some translators would say that the word eunuch is a generic term for a high officiary that doesn't necessarily imply castration.) But it's fantastic that he was accepted by the Evangelist and welcomed into the Kingdom. Our Jesus turns none away.
Verna Cole Mitchell 03/14/09
I especially liked your analogy here Christians being "queen" to the Lord. This was well written, and until the carriage, I didn't know where you were going.
Catrina Bradley 03/15/09
Great idea for this topic! I love the comparison of the Candace's power and the Christian's power. Well done.
Sonya Leigh03/16/09
What a creative entry, and so beautifully written--a prayer of recounting God's faithfulness. Great job.
Shayne Catoe03/16/09
The story was a mystery to me for a while. I didn't know the narrator was the Ethopian eunich until you wrote about Phillip. I was very intrigued. You made me wait for the unveiling of the character just long enough. It was such a wonderful idea, to take this character in the Word and blow it up into a story for us. Thank you for a beautiful job.
Christina Banks 03/18/09
What an amazing angle to take this story from. I enjoyed trying to guess who the speaker was!
Mona Purvis03/18/09
Very creative. I've often thought about this man and how his life changed. Guess we'll find out when we get to Heaven. Good writing.
Mona
Benjamin Graber03/18/09
Very creative - I really like the way you presented this story! I enjoy stories like this that expound on what characters in the Bible might have been like, and what God could have done through them.
Norma-Anne Hough03/18/09
Creative and well presented story. Kept me guessing!
Karlene Jacobsen 03/18/09
The Ethiopian Eunich, very nicely done. Your creativity amazes me.
Pamela Kliewer03/18/09
I had no idea who this was about until I got to the carriage. Very creative and well done!
Bryan Ridenour03/18/09
Super creative and a wonderful look at a life forever changed by the grace of God. Well written!
Diana Dart 03/18/09
Very creative and edgy. I admit I was a bit confused in the middle while he was discussing the Candace and her husband, etc. Maybe it was me. Great voice, fit very well with this intriguing Biblical character.
Henry Clemmons03/18/09
Very well done, Gerald. I was fascinated with the story and it's creativity and amazed at the writing.
Lyn Churchyard03/18/09
Great story, Gerald. I began to suspect when you first mentioned Candace, but then you very skillfully dangled the 'red herring' of the allusion to us as Candace. It wasn't until you brought Philip into the story that I came back on track. The voice was great. Wonderful use of the topic, well done!
Chun-yen Stillman03/18/09
Your story begins with a prayerful confession which is inspiring. Your unique approach and creative presentation are impressive.
Joanney Uthe03/18/09
I knew who your martyr was as soon as you mentioned Candace, but I learned a lot about what Candace meant. It is a powerful statement that when we serve Him, he serves us, that we are his Queen. Well written story and a great take on the topic.
Rachel Rudd03/19/09
What a wonderful way to understand what so many matyrs have faced. I didn't see until the end who this was about, but very well done!