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Topic: BRAG (04/20/17)
- TITLE: Blind Brag
By Rebecca Bithyah
04/26/17 -
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Stop it! Stop looking.
The workman renovating the shop across the road leant way over to retrieve an extension cord from deep within his van.
You are a married woman.
I settled my attention back on the 1 Samuel commentary I was studying. My eyes slithered over a few lines then back across the street. My gaze followed his return trip through the shop door. His jeans hung on his hips and their creases perfectly framed his taut, confident, chiselled -
Focus on what you’re doing. FOCUS. This has to be finished for tonight.
I picked up my pen, paused, and considered before writing, ‘Verse 13 – Why would Saul brag to Samuel that he had obeyed God when he clearly had not?’
Talk about bragging, that butt knows how to brag. Where did that come from? Stop this right now. Okay, think about church, think about church. Ah yes, that’s a good thing to concentrate on. Pastor Michaels telling me what a stimulating discussion my questions generated last week. That reminds me, I need to tell Mum all about it when I pick the kids up.
The shop door opened again. This time I was ready. I shielded my eyes with my hand so that I couldn’t see. The next question formed in my mind. It was so insightful, it must have come straight from God. I wrote, ‘Verse 22 – Samuel said to Saul, “Does the Lord delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices as much as in obeying the Lord?” How should the modern church interpret Samuel’s rhetorical question?’
I looked up, just to pray, and there he was, walking toward me from the direction of the hardware shop, swinging a plastic bag. His walk-away had been a sight to see, but his walk-toward; mm mmm. His stride was languid, assured, enticing. My mind lingered, consumed, speculated.
Okay, that is it. That is absolutely it. If your right eye sins against you and all that. I need to remove myself from this situation. Right now.
I gathered my books and pens and slid them into my bag. Finishing off my coffee, my mind slipped into gear and I saw the flaw in my reasoning.
Mum loves her time with the kids, it would be cruel of me to pick them up early. And what about Pastor Michaels? He’s depending on me. Wendy is going to be so thrilled when I tell her what he said about my questions. I can’t let them down. I just need to sit here, finish this off and control myself. That’s all.
I settled back and re-opened my notebook.
Just one more glance, aagh, question. One more question.
Maybe two.
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Great job!
Blessings~
Very honest storytelling.
I like your style of writing and look forward to reading more of your work.