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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Walk (07/20/06)

TITLE: Last Walk to Paradise...
By Jesus Puppy


Last Walk To Paradise

As he walked the halls of local government building, pulled along roughly by an officer of the city guard, the young man thought of the days past. A brighter time in life, before his true work had come to pass.

As a child he would play with friends, then sit on the porch of his parental home, chores finished for the day, waiting for dinner to be made ready. He always loved the sunset hour, such a joy to sit and watch as the sky was lit up in fiery colors.

"Son?" His mother called from the door way. "The table is laid and you need to wash for evening prayer."

The guard pushed him through the entrance of the judge's main office, to be viewed as a criminal. Questions were asked, but it would do no good to answer, as they could not understand the things he had done, or why he did them.

Again the Officers pulled him along the halls, seeking yet another councilmen, one of high ranking among the people of the city. Made to walk at a faster pace to keep up to the well-rested guards, he spoke not a word of complaint.

"No, no son," his father had told him long ago, "When you pull against the grain the wood peels, scarring the work you are doing. Go slow and work with the grain, not against it."

The higher official mocked him, not only for his silence but for the life he led and who others claimed him to be, which the governor did not understand. Though he did not find anything worth condemning the man, still the official sent him off to be judged for crimes he did not commit. Once more made to walk before his persecutors, tormented all the way, to stand in front of his judge to be sentenced, then hauled away from a mock trial to his grueling punishment.

Remembering a time years ago-- he had stayed on to speak with teachers. His questioning was simple, but as the elders sought out answers they were amazed at the boldness of such a youth.

"Son, we have been looking everywhere", though aware his mother would worry, he knew also a greater work needed to be done.

He spoke not a word, and the over zealous guards thought to force him in their actions of cruelty. The beatings became brutal, tearing into the young man's flesh, as they lashed out at him with fists, whips, chains, anything that came to hand. Pushed back and forth between them as the soldiers pulled out his hair in bloody clumps, their laughter echoing through the courtyard-- he grew weaker as the night wore on.

"Far be it from you to have to suffer so,"* a fellow worker and student had said not more than a day past. He did not understand why his teacher was doing as he was, but the day was soon coming and all would be made known. The young man glanced up, his body torn, blood draining into his eyes, to see his friend arguing by a fire-- even as the rooster crowed at the beginning of the dawn hour.

Weak and bleeding, his accusers forced him to walk again, bearing a heavy load as he slowly took the last steps to his own execution. When he stumbled, they lashed out with whips and barbed rod, pushing him beyond endurance. Though tired, beaten, his life near spent, the pain of his final bonds driving deep within his flesh, his only thought was the fulfillment of dream.

"Behold My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased."**

It was not long before he spoke his parting words for an unworthy world he loved beyond all things-- "Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.'' ***

* Matthew 16:22, ** Matthew 3:17,*** Luke 23:34, NKJ Bible, all verse references are paraphrased

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J. C. Lamont07/28/06
Very good - graphic but that adds to the reality of what happened. Contemporary style added a unique touch. Good job.
Lynda Lee Schab 08/01/06
Wow! I wonder if those thoughts were actually going through Jesus' head on the way to the cross. It's very possible, for sure. I loved the style - the memories of his life here on earth written in italics added spice to an already flavorful piece. Well written - strong and powerful writing throughout. Well done!
Rita Garcia08/01/06
I agree with Lynda's comments. This is a master piece!
Joanne Sher 08/01/06
Took me a bit to catch on (but I am probably just slow that way!), but once I did, I loved it! I enjoyed this totally different perspective.
Tabiatha Tallent08/01/06
You did a great job with this. Definitely my favorite!
Debbie Sickler08/01/06
Pup, I really loved this. The way you went back and forth between his present circumstances and memories, all with out names, was very effective. I especially liked how you fit in the words of wisdom from his father and tied it to his walk.
Dr. Sharon Schuetz08/01/06
This is a very creative take on a familiar story. Good job.
Kim Thomas08/01/06
For what its worth from a VERY beginning beginner...from the intro this man could be "any man" --tho it didn't take long to see Who it was...I love it.
Kim Thomas08/01/06
For what its worth from a VERY beginning beginner...from the intro this man could be "any man" --tho it didn't take long to see Who it was...I love it.
Ann FitzHenry08/01/06
This is awesome! It took me a little bit to figure out the biblical reference, but once I did I was amazed. This is great writing that "hides" a lesson, too!
Shari Armstrong 08/01/06
Well done! Great details, I loved the blending of the current with the memories.
Trina Courtenay08/02/06
Pup, I'm with Kim and her comments and the title fits perfectly.

Tracey Jackson08/02/06
Great piece. I love the way it starts out with the description of a convict and little by little you reveal who that convict really was. Subtle but wonderful.
Ann Darcy08/02/06
Pup, this was absolutely wonderful! I also loved every bit of it, and thought the title was perfect. Beautiful job!
Sara Harricharan 08/02/06
Very beautiful! I really enjoyed this.
Brenda Craig08/02/06
I adored this, especially the memories, adding such a nostalgic, reflective quality to the story. A beautiful glimpse at our Saviour's heart. Wow!
Amy Michelle Wiley 08/02/06
I also liked how the reader slowly came to an awareness of Who the MC was. Well done!
Edy T Johnson 08/03/06
My suggestion is to share this with your pastor. It would make a gripping alternative to a Good Friday sermon.