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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Orange (the color) (11/19/09)

TITLE: The Intersection of Yellow and Red
By Aaron Morrow
11/25/09


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Dani leapt past the elevated steps, each adorned with a yellow warning line, to the curb below, eliciting a sharp “Hey!” from the burly driver. She landed hard on the sidewalk, breaking a near-somersault with her extended hands.

She popped up and laughed as the bus doors shut behind her. Today was the day.

Dani brushed past the elderly woman in the gaudy orange floral print dress shuffling her walker toward the intersection of Stevens and Main. Dani absently tossed an apology over her shoulder and turned up her iPod.

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…see Eve couldn’t claim ignorance. She knew this particular tree was off-limits. So, even with full knowledge of God’s warning, she listened to the serpent…and convinced herself into thinking it was okay to look at the fruit with desire…
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“Come on!” Tom slapped the steering wheel in frustration. This stinking light! What idiot only lets three cars through at a time? Why am I always number four? He watched the cars ahead of him slowly begin to move.

Tom checked the clock and sighed . Of all the days to be late. Mike’s going to fire me for sure this time. I should just head home now.

He reached over and turned up the radio to hear more of the “The Good Doctor”, Pastor Miles Dartmouth, as he lightly pressed on the accelerator.

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…perhaps she thought God was not clear enough. Perhaps she expected the tree to have a big neon sign blinking, “DON’T”; or, maybe, wrapped in caution tape. Whatever led to her final decision to eat the fruit, Satan took notice of the desire in her eyes…
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Dani could see Matt’s apartment complex across Stevens. Sooo close.. She had invested so much time into Matt; sharing her faith, coaxing him along the path and finally, thankfully, he had reached out to Jesus. That journey had led to a deep relationship, that Dani was confident would culminate, three years to the day later, in his proposal. She decided to catch the first bus available after his call, rather than wait for tonight.

I probably could have flown here. she smiled.

The blinking orange “Don’t Walk” sign taunted her from the other side of Stevens as she hustled to the intersection. Just a little further to my future. She thought as she continued listening to the podcast.

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…Satan knew, even then, that our desires would lead us to compromise. Regardless of the gravity of the warning, we rationalize our sin with his help. How often, when given a choice that we desire, but God does not, do we hear the voice of the Serpent? ‘Surely, God did not say you would die…’ When He did…but we chose to compromise for the sake of desire rather than remain obedient…
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As Tom’s Black Audi rolled forward the white line of the crosswalk, he glanced quickly again at the dashboard clock. Four minutes to cover two miles. He could feel the perspiration forming on his brow.

The light turned yellow. Tom glanced around for oncoming traffic and smiled. Not this time.

Pastor Dartmouth’s voice was muted by the whine of Tom’s engine as he accelerated.

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…and Adam? Where was he during all this? Right beside Eve; rationalizing his disobedience by blaming her, rather than being forced to face the fact that…
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Dani glanced around for patrol cars. Wouldn’t want Matt to be marrying a convicted jaywalker now, would we? She began running across the street toward the bright orange “Don’t Walk” sign.

The screeching of tires ripped through the iPod’s earphones. Dani watched, paralyzed, as the Black Audi twisted toward her. She saw fear crease the drivers face as he tried to avoid her. Within a few feet of impact, he was able to swerve away.

Dani could feel her vitality evaporate as she began to fall; a vision etched, as it would be forever on her mind: An elderly woman in a gaudy orange floral print dress being thrown through the air like a rag doll.

The voice echoed distantly in Dani’s ears as she passed out.

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…our sinful nature deceives us into believing that there is a zone of orange between the bright yellow warning light of God’s Word and the crimson red reality of the sin we commit. We, like Adam and Eve, all too often console ourselves with the Serpent’s voice, ‘Surely, God did not say…’. We stand in dead red…claiming it is still orange…never acknowledging the consequences of our compromise
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Joanne Sher 11/29/09
Oh wow - so VERY powerful. I love the juxtaposition of the podcast and the action. Extremely effective way of getting your message across.
larry troxell 12/01/09
a winner. great lesson on compromise. you've utilized your writing skills to deliver a message that god wants each of us to learn.
Mona Purvis12/02/09
Very, very compelling entry. yes, Twilight Zone, but on a higher plane. WOW!

Mona
Catrina Bradley 12/02/09
I sure hope this is recognized in the top ten. It's number one in my book. EXCELLENT!!! The pastor's words meshing with the actions of the believers who aren't listening; the writing - perfection. I could picture everything. Simply awesome entry.
Sarah Elisabeth 12/02/09
Whoa. Wow. 'Nough said.