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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Soul (07/13/06)

TITLE: The Closet
By Marty Wellington
07/20/06


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My soul is trapped between heaven and hell. I need release. I need escape. When will it come? I want to know I’m not alone and that a promise of something better is possible.

“There is a promise. And, by the way, you’re not alone . . . ever.”

My voice squeaks as I barely whisper. “Who’s that? Where’s that voice coming from?” My heart pounds. A wave of nauseous panic engulfs me. I feel as if I'm suffocating. All I see is darkness, yet somehow the voice seems real, even comforting.

A whisper wafts across the blackness. “Satan is a soul seeker. He is the destroyer.”

Tiny droplets of sweat materialize and trickle down my spine. I shudder.

Satan is seeking my soul? Everything I’ve heard about him is monstrous. Even the name evokes fear. I have to get out of this closet before I go mad.

My frayed mind searches for a way of escape. All I have to do is stand up, reach for the doorknob, open my eyes, and walk into the light. What is holding me back?

Hesitantly, I reach forward, clawing at the blackness. There is something or someone there. I jerk back, hitting the wall hard and sliding to the floor again. What is it?

Struggling, fighting to maintain my dark place in the closet’s farthest recesses, I retreat. I’ve become accustomed to the bleakness of my life—it’s safe, it’s comforting. Maybe, this closet isn’t so bad after all.

“God is faithful, dear one. He is here with you. Even your darkness is not dark to Him. The night is as bright as the noon. Darkness and light are alike to Him.”

Gentle, warm fingertips curl around my wrists, pulling me forward. “Join Him in the light. Find release. Find escape. His promises are true.”

Before I have a chance to react, silky arms scoop me up, cradling my aching spirit in a loving embrace. With a deafening rush of wind, the door bursts off its hinges, revealing a glorious light. I’m free.

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the defense of my life; whom shall I dread? (Ps. 27:1 NASB)



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Jan Ackerson 07/21/06
Really powerful allegory! I especially like the sentences about darkness and light.
Anthony David07/27/06
An escellent piece indeed. Good style of the inner dialogue ending up in action. keep up the good work!