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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Flat (01/03/13)

TITLE: The New World
By Carla Procida


I’ve come to the realization that Christopher Columbus and I have a great deal in common besides both of us being of Italian descent and our mutual love for travel and adventure. You see I too have had a difficult time convincing my own group of doubters
of the mind blowing truth that predates even Old Chris’s, in fact before the Creator even formed this planet like a meatball in my grandma’s hands. Although with any truth that has to be believed without seeing, it is always a challenge. So as it was in 1492 so it is in 2013.

It never ceases to amaze me when supposedly intelligent, educated men and women
dismiss what I have to say while the words are barely out of my mouth. No different were the skeptics of Columbus’s day who held stubbornly to the belief the world was flat. They must have thought he was “falling of the edge” when he sought the support of the King and Queen to sail away from his European home and prove them wrong. Today, hundreds of years later, a holiday in October and globe in every classroom settled that little difference of opinions! But I too have been guilty at times of not believing unless I can see what I should by faith alone.

Like Columbus, I have made a decision to set sail from my own safe port although my voyage is mapped out for Beulah Land. Because I have a perpetual audience with the King of Kings I am supplied sufficiently with the grace to travel both the calm and storm tossed seas of this vapor of a life. My GPS, God’s Perfect Son, shall one day carry me over death’s cold, dark threshold. I know when I reach Heaven’s bright shores a blink of eye later I’ll have much to explore in the land promised to me by my Father. Try telling that to family members and friends who have seen you sink of few boats over the years! They think I’m flat out nuts though some humor me and are just happy I “found” religion.

But unlike the day Columbus tweeted #Ferdinand/Isabella from some Sandals wannabe, I will not to able to communicate with those left behind at the last day. Columbus and his crew won the bet, the unbelievers believed and soon followed the explorer to the land of opportunity. Everybody was happy, no harm done. Not so with the Day marked indelibly on God the Father’s calendar. The day I am speaking of is dubbed appropriately “the day of the Lord” and will cause more than just the embarrassment and humility the doubters felt when Columbus was proved to be right. Rather, it will be a horrific day for all who didn’t believe the Bible’s warnings to repent and receive the free gift of salvation. Mouths will be stopped, hearts will melt within when precious lost souls discover a great gulf separating them from the One who loved them enough to die for them. Those who sadly refused flat out to believe what they will eventually find out too late to be true as those of Noah’s day. The ark building prophet cried out one hundred and twenty years for his generation to come on board but not until they felt the
first raindrops did they open their umbrellas but by then it was too late.

So I have made up my mind that by the grace of God, before I come to dock in the “new”, glorious, heavenly world I will share the gospel with all who will listen. Standing on the Rock Christ Jesus, gazing down upon the quickly eroding shoes of humanity, should be enough to get me up from my couch of apathy. I will open up my mouth and once again proclaim that Jesus is the way, the truth and the life before the door of His saving ark shuts forever. It doesn’t matter if they think that I too have gone over the precipice’s edge since I am convinced of what lies beyond the view of humankind. It’s not up to me anyway to convince the world, that is the job of the Holy Spirit through me. I must also remember I too was once blind but because and only because of the blood the Lamb of God shed for me upon Calvary, I can now see.

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C D Swanson 01/12/13
Loved the historical overview as you presented the topic in a creative way. Nicely done...and loved the ending with the prolific message, God Bless~
Beth LaBuff 01/15/13
I enjoyed the image of the "planet being formed like a meatball in your Grandma's hand." :) and the "GPS". I, too, enjoyed your historical approach to the topic.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 01/18/13
Congratulations on ranking 8 in level three!