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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 - Advanced)
Topic: FERHOODLE (confuse or mix-up) (03/03/16)
The Crack of Dawn



It is a glorious calling to be a part of the prayer ministry at our church. I love to get up at the crack of dawn on Sunday mornings so I can get to church early and pray before anyone else gets there.



Every Sunday as I walk into the sanctuary there’s a loud silence which causes my voice to echo while I’m praying aloud. There’s nothing like this time alone with God. I feel closer to Him during this time, and I am able to pray fervently.



This Sunday morning as my husband, Wayne, backs out of the garage I notice that it’s brighter than usual outside. I attribute it to the cloudless baby blue sky, and I lose myself in its vastness as I look into forever. It’s so bright and clear that I can still see the moon on the horizon as it continues its descent.



“Isn’t it a beautiful morning, Baby? When I consider God’s heavens, the work of His fingers, the moon and the stars that He’s set in place, I realize that creation truly speaks of His existence. The sun knows when to come up and the moon knows when to go down. All is perfectly synced.”



Wayne stops after backing out of the garage to gaze up at the sky. “Yes it is. Scripture says, “In the heavens He has pitched a tent for the sun. It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other.” Everything is held in place by God’s power. He’s truly amazing.” Wayne sighs. Deeply in awe, he pulls onto the road.



I revel in the splendor of God myself and begin to praise Him aloud. “The heavens declare Your glory God; the skies proclaim the work of Your hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display Your knowledge.” Just proclaiming God’s Word puts me in the spirit of praise before I even get to church.



To set the atmosphere of praise on our way to church we usually listen to Gospel music on the radio. This morning however, as Wayne changes the dial from one station to another all he can find is preaching. Undeterred, he puts in a cd of our favorite Gospel songs, and we sing along as we make our way to church.



Usually the thirty minute drive is peaceful and there’s hardly any traffic to contend with. This morning however, there’s considerably more traffic than usual. The drive is not as peaceful with all the lane changing and braking to prevent mishap. Traffic zips by us as people hurry to their destinations. I joke about it with Wayne. “They must be late opening the doors of the church this morning.” Wayne chuckles softly.



As we turn onto the street our church is on, I notice all the cars parked alongside the road and as we get closer I can see that the parking lot looks full too. “What’s going on?” I ask in confusion.



Wayne glances at his watch and furrows his brow. “I don’t know. It’s only seven o’clock. Church doesn’t start until eight.” He turns into the parking lot and finds that our favorite parking spot is already taken. As he drives around looking for another place to park the security guard walks toward our truck.



Wayne stops and rolls down the window. The security guard bends down and looks in as he speaks. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Ellington. You guys are later than usual today. You must have forgotten to spring forward. You’ve missed your prayer time but you’re still in time for service. It should be just about to begin. Sorry, but the parking lot is already full. You’ll have to park in the overflow lot across the street. I’ll send the shuttle for you.”



I gasp audibly as I look at Wayne. “I can’t believe we forgot to set the clocks forward. That explains a lot; the brightness of the morning, the heaviness of the traffic, the sermons instead of Gospel music. To top it off, I missed prayer, we didn’t get our usual parking spot, and we’ll probably have to sit in a different spot too.”



Wayne drives towards the other parking lot. “Yeah, when we get the time all mixed up everything else is messed up too. It’s a good thing God does control the rising and setting of the sun, because if He leaves it to us, we’ll ferhoodle everything.”
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Pat Small
03/10/16
That was cute. I wouldn't have used the word ferhoodle there at the end. It seemed too unnatural.
C D Swanson 
03/11/16
I loved this! Well done.

God bless~
Holly Westefeld
03/16/16
This is cute, and a good concept, but the light would have been the same as usual, since they didn't change their clock ahead.
Ruth Walker
03/16/16
Your first line attracted me, and it was an easy story to "stay with". The kind of thing one might recount to a friend. Nicely written.