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Topic: LOVE (agape and/or phileo) (03/12/15)
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TITLE: The Opportunity | Previous Challenge Entry
By C D Swanson
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Oh no - security cameras!
Panic-stricken, she glanced at the ceiling, inspecting the corners for telltale hardware, convinced someone was going to discover her for a complete and total dork.
"Get a grip, Cam...God's in control, right?" She scolded herself. With determination, Camille paused, took another deep breath, and turned to that trusted place of prayer that had so often shepherded her through difficult times. After all, The Lord had opened this door of opportunity - a once in a lifetime interview!
He did it for a reason…His plan, His purposes. His unbelievably fantastic Amazing Grace. And His unadulterated unconditional agape love. Yes, He was—
"Miss Larson? Mr. Mills will see you n—"
The receptionist froze at Camille's startled shriek. To add insult to injury, notes and pages landed in every possible order and direction as Camille's painstakingly-prepared-presentation-notebook hit the floor. Cam did likewise, clamoring for papers as if groping for God's delightful, hidden, joyous purpose - which seemed to be suddenly AWOL.
"I—sorry—um..."
"What's going on out there?!?" thundered a voice from inside the hallowed offices.
“Miss Larson is here for her 10:30 and currently sprawled on the ground recovering what I believe is her presentation Sir” the receptionist answered robotically without thought or purpose.
Camille’s face burned as she hurriedly scooped the papers from the ground. Her heart was pounding to the equivalent of a thoroughbred after the Kentucky Derby. This was the day! She had one chance to pitch her story. Just one shot. “O’ Lord, I know You’re there. Yep. You always are. You never forsake or desert, so please…help me here. I want to get this story out into the movies. This screenplay I’ve written is a winner. C’mon Lord—my legs are shaking and I’ve lost my voice after that loud shriek earlier. Restore me and guide me in this arduous procedure.”
“I’ve only about 30 minutes. Think you’ll be joining me anytime soon? The thunderous voice seemed out of place for the diminutive man standing before Camille with hands-on-hips.
“Okay. Yes Mr. Mills. I believe I’ve gathered all the paperwork that only seconds ago looked to be a part of your decorative rug.” She laughed awkwardly as she scooted past Mr. Mills to enter the huge ornately decorated office.
This was her chance after months of laborious editing and empty sleepless nights. It was the opportunity of a lifetime. Her heart became a percussive organ as it pounded excessively. Camille’s dreams of turning her book into a movie might actually come to fruition. At first it was difficult to turn her novel into a screenplay, but somehow God’s love and guidance brought her through it. She knew it was right when she felt the warmth of His presence.
“I’ve got it right here Sir.”
Mr. Mills sat as straight as a board while he listened. His vacuous stare made it impossible to ascertain his thoughts or feelings. But, Camille trudged on, determined to present her beloved screenplay. She knew she had someone in her corner that was in control. Someone bigger than anyone or anything, and He was the catalyst for the story. She drew a deep cleansing breath and began…
“It’s a story about love Mr. Mills…”
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I hope for your/our sake that it's not autobiographical, or you'll have deterred the rest of us from ever daring to approach a publisher.
Well done.
Wing His Words
I love your writing and the clear, concise descriptions you choose.
"It's a story about love..." is a brilliant ending to what God has written through you.
God always shines through in your writing, and shows the reader what He is all about.
Unique and excellent.