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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Empty and Full (06/04/09)

TITLE: A Beggar, a Miracle, and Gold Nuggets
By Phee Paradise
06/07/09


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The beggar put down his bent crutch and walked through the marketplace to the bucket of gold nuggets. He untied the burlap pouch from his rope belt and emptied it into the full bucket. The children had been very generous tonight. He wondered how he would fare tomorrow after Peter and John healed him. Turning to a table behind him, he started folding the chairs that lined it. Nearby, merchants packed up supplies to take into the church as excited children ran to parents who waited by their cars. Caleb smiled, remembering how much he had loved Vacation Bible School as a child. He couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

The next night, after eating a bowl of ramen, he rode his bicycle to the church, grateful that it wasn’t raining. Since he had been laid off, he had been riding as much as he could, to avoid using gas. Calling “Hello” to the merchants setting up under the big tent, he went inside to don his rags and find his crutch. He carefully rubbed dirt on his face and arms and smiled at the effect in the mirror. He was a pretty good beggar; the nightly gifts of gold nuggets proved that. When the kids started to arrive he limped out to the marketplace and took up his favorite post near the baker’s stall. The honey cakes and hamantashen he would buy with his - soon to be full - bag of nuggets, would supplement his meager supper. Each night the kids were given three nuggets to spend in the marketplace, but not all of them were inclined to share with the beggar. He spotted a group of little girls watching him from a distance and he limped over to them, his hand out, pleading pathetically for alms. They giggled and reached into their pouches; while a ten year old boy yelled, “Get a job.”

While he was settling back down on his small patch of grass, a commotion started under the tent. Two men dressed in striped robes walked past the merchant tables, inviting the children to come with them to the temple to pray.

“Look, it’s Peter and John.”

The children had seen them in the marketplace before and eagerly followed them. Last night Peter had been thrown in prison and an angel had opened the doors and led him out. Now they walked toward the beggar and he reached out his hand, getting ready for his big moment.

“Alms, alms for the poor,” he whined.

They stopped and he looked up at them hopefully. But instead of reaching for a money pouch, Peter reached for the beggar’s hand.

“We don’t have any silver or gold,” he said. “But we’ll give you what we do have. In the name of Jesus Christ, stand up and walk.”

He grasped both of the beggar’s hands so that he had to drop his crutch, and pulled him to his feet. Then Peter let go. He stood still for a moment, then jumped in the air and laughed.

“I’m cured,” he shouted, running through the marketplace. “Look, I’m cured.” He ran back to the disciples and thanked them, still laughing.

“It was Jesus who healed you. Be sure to follow him from now on,” John warned.

After that he couldn’t beg anymore, so he apprenticed himself to the sandal maker. He told the children that Jesus had healed him. His pouch was no longer full, but he had a respectable robe to wear instead of rags.

The last night, during closing exercises, an offering was taken for the food pantry. Caleb sat in the back row watching the children put coins and bills, not gold painted rocks, into the offering plate. He took out his wallet and looked at the single twenty dollar bill in it. He had managed to keep it there in spite of his empty gas tank but his unemployment check wasn’t due until Monday. Slowly he took it out and placed it on top of the children’s offering, then shoved the empty wallet back in his pocket. Maybe someone else needed it more than he did. After all, since Jesus had healed this beggar, he had to believe he’d take care of his finances.


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Beth LaBuff 06/13/09
This is a very interesting and complex story. I enjoyed the New Testament story aspect with a modern setting.
Rachel Rudd06/13/09
I like this modern take on the story. It was intriguing to try to figure out what was going on in the first paragraph. My only critique would be it would be nice with more dialogue, but that's just my opinion. Good story!
Rachel Rudd06/13/09
I like this modern take on the story. It was intriguing to try to figure out what was going on in the first paragraph. My only critique would be it would be nice with more dialogue, but that's just my opinion. Good story!
Cindy White06/14/09
This sounds like an awesome VBS program! I love it, and a very well told story as well.