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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Much Ado about Nothing (not about the play) (07/28/11)

TITLE: The Missed Meeting
By Veronica Winley


My quiet nook has a comfy chair, a small table with a just right lamp
and a large window looking out onto my rose garden. When the house is still,
the serenity quiets my spirit and helps prepare me for the dayís challenges. I meet the Lord there and He whispers peace to me. "Ahh."

Today the early morning beckons me to my place. Anticipated meeting. The table already holds my bible, my glasses, and my journal. I sink into the chair with a whispered invitation."Welcome Holy SpiritĒ

A sudden frown. Looking down, I see shoes near my chair. Not mine. Other clues. My bibleís open,the bookmark is in a different place. My special pen is gone, thereís a discarded napkin on my journal. Now I realize the windowís not raised to the height I like.

Iím annoyed. Who would dare? No one here really studies the Word but me.
My bible, my pen, my journal, my nook. Scowling, I kick the shoes aside and
close the bible. Did they read my journal? Those are Godís special words to me, during our time together.

Chin in hand, I gaze out the window at the approaching dawn. Peace is gone.
A freshening breeze carries the scent of roses but I donít care. I canít see the beauty of the sunrise, canít hear the birds welcoming it, canít hear the Spiritís whisper. ďArenít you glad they wanted to read it?Ē

Already in my mind Iím planning what to say. Iím going to let someone have it! Never touch my bible or my journal! Perhaps Iíll find another spot. Maybe the back porch Ė no one goes there much. Such a bother. Why canít they leave my things alone?

No point in trying to have devotions today. The worshipful feelingís gone.
The house begins to stir. I smell coffee. The back door opens. Someone has let the dog out. I pick up the offending shoes and go to find their owner. I hate to start my day this way. Do you see Lord, how they made me miss my time with you?

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Linda Goergen08/05/11
This is like the parishioner that spends so much time fussing that a new visitor has taken ďtheirĒ seat, they canít even enjoy the service or the fact that God has brought in someone new! This is excellently written with powerful, slap-in-the-face message!
Adele Butler08/06/11
This is a powerful message that we spend time getting upset over foolish things and missing what is important. I lost a Bible and was beating myself up over it but then my husband told me that perhaps someone found it and kept it and that it may be a blessing for that person. That put my mind at ease. If a lost Bible could bring someone into a close and loving relationship with God, then I am thankful that I lost it. Thanks for this wonderful story.
Noel Mitaxa 08/07/11
A gentle reminder to stay focused on the Lord who was always being interrupted, instead of on habits that may be good in themselves, but which are not absolutely essential.
Leola Ogle 08/09/11
Great reminder of how the little things become monumental and steal our joy! God help us all!!!