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Topic: hope (03/29/04)

TITLE: Imagination, Pain, Hope and Endurance


As a young girl, I spent many hot summer nights sitting on the back porch of a third story apartment building, glimpsing at garbage cans that became sailboats and stray cats that turned into sea creatures. The taste of salt water as it dripped from my forehead onto my lips took me under the sea with all of my friends before Ariel ever existed. My imagination became a cuddlesome haven that helped me endure a lonely childhood and gave me hope for something more.
As the years went by my vivid imagination transitioned into a perpetual dream world. I was a stubborn dreamer. I pursued almost every dream I concocted. I dreamed of becoming a famous singer. The first time I stood on a stage with my knees shaking and heart pounding, I endured a thrill and excitement that I had never known before. The hope of being discovered gave me the courage to sing my heart out in front of drunken spectators. At the age of eighteen, I rode on a Greyhound bus and watched the glowing sunsets descend behind mountain peaks while exploring the state of California, only to learn the grass wasn’t greener on the other side as I had hoped. Upon my return, I was subjected to the inevitable, “I told you so,” from friends and family, and endured the humiliation of those anticipated words.
My stubbornness was the catalyst that enabled me to confront my fears and rise above my circumstances. There were times I endured the pain of being scared and unsure, like the time my mother was taken from me and I was forced to make decisions I wasn’t prepared for. I had hoped God heard my prayers because there was no one else. Finally, I endured a pain that resulted in overwhelming joy and gave me hope for the future. Giving birth to my first child was as wonderful as I had imagined.
Each individual has encountered their own level of hope and endurance. I know there are still more enduring challenges ahead of me. Fortunately, because Jesus was sent to endure the unimaginable, I will never have to imagine what it’s like to endure the challenges of this world without him. There is always hope, therefore… let us run with endurance the race that is set before us looking unto Jesus… Hebrews 12:1-2. NKJV

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Dave Wagner04/06/04
>> Fortunately, because Jesus was sent to endure the unimaginable, I will never have to imagine what it’s like to endure the challenges of this world without him. <<

That one is a show-stopper.

I liked your word choices, as well as the content in general. This type of writing is very enjoyable and memorable, due in large part to the personal anecdotal content. We get to see you, and therefore, you're statements sing with truth. It sings, actually...which might make one think that your singing career is not, in fact, over. You can sing on the page, as well as on a stage...
Bernadine Reid04/08/04
I just wanted to comment on how your style of writing drew me into your life and it took me into the intimate parts of who you are. I was able to identify with your pain and hope and the endurance that comes from knowing the Father. For the apostle Paul, told Timothy to endure hardness as a good soldier. I believe this is what God was telling you in the different instances.
Kenny Paul Clarkson04/10/04

Wonderful testimony. I'm always encouraged by those who make the effort, even when they fail.

In future submissions, you may want to add your name to the title line so those of us who want to read your submissions can find them easier.

Dian Moore05/19/04
Wendy - I loved the line about Jesus enduring the unendurable. Your longing and hope to be a singer is not over - I agree with the others. Your words alone are lyrical and come from a heart that has been molded from pain and endurance. You have a lot to share that can greatly impact others lives. I'm so excited to have "discovered" you!