Let's Write a Story! - Page 3

Fluffy · 03-05-2008, 08:06 PM

Running full tilt into the room, they pulled up short next to a group of people robed in shimmery white gowns. They were all different kinds of people, apparently from all over the world. And they were singing, each their own song. There were all kinds of musical intruments, some she recognized, some quite foreign to her. There were all kinds of music, too, from full throated gospels, to chants and humming. There was classical symphonies (did she recognize Handel's Messiah?), and the latest pop. Everyone was singing and making thier own music, yet at the same time, it all came together. Point and counterpoint, weaving and interweaving into a beautiful tapestry. Reminded Dolly of the tapestry of her life, but this was a different weave.
Everything has a pattern, she realized. She looked around and saw no walls, no ceiling, only an endless sea of people.
Dolly was captivated by a young girl, face turned upward and shining, singing a haunting melody in a clear high voice. She could tell it was a language she never heard before, yet somehow, was able to understand it. The girl was singing about God and His glory and Jesus and His beauty.
Beauty? Dolly always heard that Jesus was not much to look at, the bible said so. Yet, here was this lovely song about His beauty. Ah, the beauty of His love, the work of the cross, redemption.
Yes, beautiful.
Her heart swelled in gladness and she joined in the girl's song. But Dolly's melody parted from the young girl's and took on a life of its own. Rising and falling, sweet and gentle. She looked over at Bill. He seemed to be engrossed in a Gregorian Chant with a marching band kind of flare. His face was shining, too. Was hers? Where was Ranwell and Brason? Oh, there they were! Behind them, belting out their own tunes.
She forgot everything else for the moment and got lost in her song.
Then, from the right, waay off in the distance, she could hear a roar.
A lion?
The ocean?
It was growing louder and louder, coming in waves, getting closer and closer. The people on the far right picked up the roar and echoed it. The people next to them roared and it continued in a long wave until it swelled and filled the ear and drowned out the music.
Excitement buzzed thru them. Someone was coming!

(Your turn! Whirlwind, you have a talent for this! I can tell! Hey! Anybody else want to jump in, feel free!)

Whirlwind · 03-06-2008, 06:32 PM

This is it! she thought and sang out and beamed out from the core of her soul. This is it! The rapture! Countless in celebration, diverse people, millions upon millions of minds of individual thought...all of us knowing that we aren't of our own, but belonging to Him!

"It's not the rapture," Ranwell said over her shoulder, smiling. "You're filling with joy and light. You're becoming what you've meant to become since the first breaths of time. You are, you have always been His. What you feel in your heart? That's just the beginning. The tip of the iceberg. No, an iceberg doesn't even compare. It's only the small speck at the top of eternity."

They danced and praised Him. Dolly shut her eyes and lost herself in the overwhelming joy, spinning in her dance. Shouting with her soul. Crying tears of redemption that weren't coming from her eyes...but from her very spirit.

When Dolly opened her eyes again, she had no idea where Bill was in the crowd of people. Usually, this would worry her. But for now, for some reason, it didn't worry her at all.

Bill was here, somewhere. In the millions. So were people that she knew - people she had smiled at on the streets when she was a young girl. There was Derek, the old butcher that her mother used to tease about the prices of his products when Dolly was only a small girl. There was Viola, who Dolly hadn't seen since...oh, the second grade?

They smiled at her, lost in their own dance. "It's all starting to make sense," Dolly said to a person next to her. He turned around, a cleancut American boy, and replied to her: "One."

What did that mean? She didn't know. But at the same time, thoughts were beginning to enter into her. Thoughts that took no brain to imagine and bring to understanding. One.

"It's too big for us to understand," Dolly told a small girl.

Four people around her replied to her at the same time and in the same tone of voice that it almost sounded like an echo of one voice: "And at the same time, we're beginning."

While Dolly spoke this time, eight other people around her spoke out the same thought: "We're made for His joy."

Sixteen other people responded: "We're made to love Him and to be loved by Him."

Dolly and 150 others spoke out: "The Beginning and the End."

"The Alpha...and the Omega."

The rumbling around them continued...it shook every molecule in the air, trembled every spirit. It shook loose any doubt, and it splashed refreshing water over any weakness. Shells around the last few doubts cracked and fell away.

"No eye has seen," a thousand people spoke at once.

"No ear has heard," two-thousand responded in unison.

"And no mind can conceive," tens of thousands called out together.

Dolly spun and danced and sang out. She felt herself coming apart at the very threads of physical existence. She felt that it was right, that there was nothing to fear here at all. She knew that it was a return to where she belonged, a place that she had forgotten about completely during her time alive.

The universe, it seemed suspended around them and it pounded with rhythm and song. Angels and man danced and praised Him. Every cell of every being in every corner of this place vibrated with His love and grace.

"It's too much!" Dolly screamed out in laughter, her eyes squeezed shut. "It's too much!"

Dolly, who had known nothing but the existence of her own physical body for so long that she had forgotten all else, suddenly felt her human body come apart and separate into a dust; from which exploded the real Dolly. The rough skin and calluses of existence had been pulled back to reveal the child, Dolly, refreshed and new.

Dolly collapsed under her own weight, under the intense beauty of the event, and wept in a joy so complete and perfect that she was sure it would never end.

When she came to, she found herself hunkered over, weeping, panting, refreshed, and new, repeating over and over: "God...God...God."

She opened her eyes and found herself in light. From all sides, there was nothing but light.

Ranwell stepped out of the light and gently grabbed her by the hand. She wanted to ask him where Bill was, she wanted to ask him what had just happened. But immediately, before those thoughts could complete themselves in her mind, the answers came and she knew.

Ranwell nodded his head at her, grinning. "There's Someone that I want you to meet, Dolly," he told her.

(Sorry for being late...I was out in the field yesterday and then had to serve my civic duty this morning...

This is a gift you have, Fluffy! Given to you by God above. A talent. Go with it, use it for His glory. You are so blessed!)

Fluffy · 03-06-2008, 07:22 PM

(Whirlwind, it is YOU that has the gift! I wish I could write like you do. But you know, each to his own gift, huh? We each write in our own style that God has given us. Hey! I like your style!)

Gazing around in wonder, Dolly held tight to Ranwell's hand.
Meet who? She wondered. Could it be....? She didnt dare formulate that thought. No way. Could it be....?
Light was all around, everywhere. Filling everything, every corner of her being.
"You'd better drink some of this." Ranwell handed Dolly a beautiful flask of gleaming silver.
Without questioning, she drank deeply of a clear, cool something. It was more than water. It felt alive, yet refreshing.
"What is this?" She asked after wiping her mouth.
"Dont you know?" Ranwell smiled gently. He took the flask back and continued leading the way.
Energy surged thru her body and she felt light as a feather. Dolly felt like she could run for ages without stopping!
She couldnt see any other people, but it felt crowded. The floor turned from grey stone to a crystal clear tile. It looked like she could see straight thru to miles and miles of crystal. Tripping over her feet, Dolly couldnt help but stare in wonder at the floor.
BOOM!
Thunder pealed. It was answered by another. It rolled and rolled.
BOOM!
Again!
There was a doorway ahead.
Suddenly, Dolly was afraid.
"Do you need another drink?" Ranwell asked solicitously.
"No, no. Well, maybe just a sip." She really didnt need it, but it tasted so good! And besides, it was an excuse to pause a moment before going thru the door.
Where was Bill? Was he going thru a door, too?
BOOM!
"What is that?" Dolly asked Ranwell.
"You'll see."
Dolly looked up at him sceptically. Wait a minute. Where were his glasses?
"You've got me this far, I'll trust you farther." The words were out before she could pull them back in. But why not? They were true!
BOOM!
They went in.

(Your turn!)

Whirlwind · 03-07-2008, 09:22 PM

(I'm so, so sorry...but God is calling me away from my computer to do some work for the Lord. My nephew, called me last night and is severely depressed and wants to come to know the Lord. I'm so glad about this! I'm spending time with him today to explain to him how much God loves him. It's incredible! How we learn to pass on this wonderful news! How God calls us when He thinks we're ready to share. I love Him! Somebody continue this story, please? I want to read when I get back - probably tomorrow. Thanks so much and God bless!

)

Fluffy · 03-07-2008, 09:41 PM

Whirlwind! What an awesome opportunity!! May the Good Lord give you just the right words to touch this young man's heart. Lord, open Whirlwind's nephews heart and eyes to the truth of Your word, and Your love for him. Plow up the soil of his heart and prepare it for Your message of hope. I pray for this young man's soul, Oh Lord, that it will be saved from destruction and he learns of the infinite love and care You have for Your children. AMEN!
Whirlwind, when you get back, we expect a full report! AMEN!

Fluffy · 03-09-2008, 06:20 AM

(Well, I waited, and it would seem no one else wants to join in. Cant stand it any longer! I"m gonna go for it! Sorry if its out of turn!)

Thru the door, Dolly took a few steps and stopped, awestruck. Light was everywhere, more intense in here. She couldnt see a ceiling or walls, the room was so vast. Or was it a room? She seemed totally disoriented.
Then, out of the light, a figure stepped. It was a man, but she couldnt see his face. He started walking toward her.
Could it be? No. How arrogant for her to think so! But could it?
The figure walked closer and closer with deliberate steps, his face getting a little bit clearer with each step. Power emanated from this man. But she sensed it was power under control. If it was let loose, she knew, somehow, that it would cause her to come apart at the seams. Electricty buzzed up and down and fizzed in spirals all around her.
She felt ridiculous as she couldnt decide whether to get on her knees, fall flat on her face, stand in awe or jump up and down. "It's just like the song 'I Can Only Imagine'!" She thought to herself as she bobbed up and down, first to one knee, then back up in a jump. What should she do?
Just when his face started to make sense...
BREEPBREEPBREEPBREEPBREEPBREEPBREEP!!!!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Dolly jolted upright in her bed. No! No! No! It cant be a dream! It just cant!
Oh why did they put the alarm clock all the way across the room so that they had to get out of bed to turn it off? So they had to get out of bed and not roll back over, is why.
Sigh. She got up and turned it off.
Bill snorted, smacked, and snored.
"Bill!" Dolly shook him fiercely. "Wake up!"
"5 more minutes." Bill mumbled and rolled over. "I'm dreaming of Jesus."
Dolly snatched her hands back. She might have missed her chance, but she wasnt about to ruin Bill's.
She stumbled to the bathroom and turned on the water in the sink.
"That must have been some dream." She told her reflection. Her curlers were all over the place. "I must have tossed and turned all night!"
Dolly started to reach for the water, then sharply pulled back. What was that? Something stuck between her fingers.
She dashed to the room they used as a home office and shoved her glasses onto her face. Thoughts of Ranwell crossed her mind and she threw an apologetic thought his way and looked closer at her hands.
Yes, right there, between her fingers. A few grains of sand, glinting and glimmering in the light from the desk. She remembered the weight and the texture of the sand of her life in her hands.
It wasnt a dream! It really happened! She grabbed a piece of tape and carefully picked up the grains with it. Lovingly, she taped it inside the cover of her bible and dated it.
thumpscrritchh!
Dolly ran to the hallway. "Ranwell?" Empty. "Brason?" Still empty.
She went back to the bedroom and shook Bill again. "Sorry to interrupt your interview, but you have 30 minutes to get showered and dressed for work!"
"Ok, ok!" Bill grumbled and kicked off the covers. "Wow! What a dream I had!"
"Bill!" Dolly yelled as she grabbed the tape dispenser. "Check your hands!"
"For what?"
"Let me look!" Dolly snatched his hands and looked at them closely. There! Under the fingernails! She carefully dug out the grains and taped them. "See? It wasnt a dream! It really happened!"
"So why are you saving those grains?"
"Proof!"
Bill scratched his head. "If it was for real, we got a lot to talk about."
"And no time!" Dolly shoved him toward the bathroom. "Shower! Shave! Work!"
"Alright, alright! But I've got lots to tell you!" Bill pulled off his pajamas and headed for the shower.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Dolly called after him.
"I'm still hungry for a banana split!" Bill ducked just as a slipper flew past his head. "No, really! I thought about it all night!"
"I'll meet you for lunch and we can talk over dessert, how about that?"
"As long as its a banana split!"
Dolly shook her head and went to make breakfast.

(your turn!)

Who am I · 03-09-2008, 07:35 AM

Can't sleep... thought I would give it a go.

As Dolly entered the kitchen, an unfamiliar feeling came over her. It started at her head and flowed like warm water down through her body. As if she walked in front of a large heater, but it was all on the inside. She dismissed it and focused on the task at hand. She cracked the eggs into the frying pan, thinking to herself, “when did I learn to crack eggs with one hand”? As the eggs started to sizzle in the pan, her thoughts suddenly drifted back to her childhood. A vision entered her mind of one warm summer day in the park. Thinking, “I must have been about 5 or 6 years old”. She was playing on the swings by herself. “I didn’t have many friends back then” “I was so clumsy… the kids always teasing me”.

Then she saw herself leaving to go home. She knew mother would have dinner on the table soon. She didn’t have far to go. Just across the street and 4 houses down. In her mind, she watched herself walk into the street, like she had so many times before. She didn’t hear or see the car coming. Traveling much faster than what a normal commuter would be driving. And then she turned her head and saw the black sedan barreling down the middle of the street. Paralyzed with fear, she could only stare at what she knew was a car, but with the black paint and tinted windows, it looked different. The headlights were like squinting eyes, and the grill as an evil smile. It almost seemed to be alive.

Just then, out of nowhere, someone grabbed her and pushed her back to the curb. They hit the ground and rolled to a stop. He stood and helped her up. He was slightly taller than her and a year or two older. “Are you ok? That jerk didn‘t even slow down“. Dolly thanked him for saving her, explaining how she didn’t see anything until it was almost too late. “I’ve never seen you around here before, do you live close by”? “I just moved into the area, a couple blocks down the street and was just on my way home“. Asking if she was going to be ok, he said he had to get going. “Yes, I’ll be ok”. He turned to leave and started walking away. Dolly yelled, “Hey… I’m Dolly… what’s your name”? The boy turned with a smile and said, “I’m Ranwell… I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again”. Dolly remembered that she never did see him again, unless… could it be…

Bill walked into the kitchen. “HEY… THE EGGS ARE SMOKING”. Dolly quickly snapped out of it and turned the stove off. “Bill… your aren’t going to believe this”.

Mark_18 · 03-09-2008, 12:04 PM

Wow you guys are Gooooood!

Who am I,

Ranwell is such a common name, I'm sure it was a different person... lol.

Standing by. Sorry, but I can't write well enough, I'll wreck the story.

GrannyG · 03-09-2008, 12:30 PM

This is fun! Thanks for such a good read. I'm enjoying it very much and very impressed. If I felt I could contribute without spoiling it, I would, but continue on, please.

Fluffy · 03-10-2008, 12:57 AM

(Mark, I didnt know Ranwell was a common name? Where at?
Granny, thank you, and Mark for the compliment! This has been fun! Feel free to join in at any time!)

Dolly turned off the stove and reached for a box of dry cereal. "Your not going to believe what I just remembered!"
"That you saw your guardian angel sometime in the past?" Bill asked as he pulled out a chair and sat down. Sipping on a cup of coffee, he cleared his throat. "I had the same 'rememberies'."
Dolly stood there with her mouth hanging open.
"Hey! Are you ever going to take those curlers out?" Dolly's mouth flapped open several times. She considered several retorts and possible missiles, but declined after a moment.
"Eat your cereal and get to work!" She finallly said. "Your going to be late!"
"I dont like this kind."
Dolly grabbed a couple of poptarts and began pulling him toward the door. "Go! Go! Your boss is going to be angry with you!"
"Wait! Wait!" Bill dug in his heels.
"What now?"
Bill puckered up. "Give me a smooch."
Laughing, Dolly kissed him a good one and sent him on his way.
Men. She thought to herself. Her hand wandered up to her hair. Hard to believe her curlers were still there, even if they were everywhich way!
Got to get dressed myself!

(your turn!)

03-05-2008, 08:06 PM	#21 (permalink)
Fluffy Senior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Texas Posts: 1,232 Blog Entries: 3 Rep Power: 2	Running full tilt into the room, they pulled up short next to a group of people robed in shimmery white gowns. They were all different kinds of people, apparently from all over the world. And they were singing, each their own song. There were all kinds of musical intruments, some she recognized, some quite foreign to her. There were all kinds of music, too, from full throated gospels, to chants and humming. There was classical symphonies (did she recognize Handel's Messiah?), and the latest pop. Everyone was singing and making thier own music, yet at the same time, it all came together. Point and counterpoint, weaving and interweaving into a beautiful tapestry. Reminded Dolly of the tapestry of her life, but this was a different weave. Everything has a pattern, she realized. She looked around and saw no walls, no ceiling, only an endless sea of people. Dolly was captivated by a young girl, face turned upward and shining, singing a haunting melody in a clear high voice. She could tell it was a language she never heard before, yet somehow, was able to understand it. The girl was singing about God and His glory and Jesus and His beauty. Beauty? Dolly always heard that Jesus was not much to look at, the bible said so. Yet, here was this lovely song about His beauty. Ah, the beauty of His love, the work of the cross, redemption. Yes, beautiful. Her heart swelled in gladness and she joined in the girl's song. But Dolly's melody parted from the young girl's and took on a life of its own. Rising and falling, sweet and gentle. She looked over at Bill. He seemed to be engrossed in a Gregorian Chant with a marching band kind of flare. His face was shining, too. Was hers? Where was Ranwell and Brason? Oh, there they were! Behind them, belting out their own tunes. She forgot everything else for the moment and got lost in her song. Then, from the right, waay off in the distance, she could hear a roar. A lion? The ocean? It was growing louder and louder, coming in waves, getting closer and closer. The people on the far right picked up the roar and echoed it. The people next to them roared and it continued in a long wave until it swelled and filled the ear and drowned out the music. Excitement buzzed thru them. Someone was coming! (Your turn! Whirlwind, you have a talent for this! I can tell! Hey! Anybody else want to jump in, feel free!) __________________ Be transparent before God, He sees right thru you, anyway! http://www.likepreciousfaith.org/testimony_val.htm Please pray for your local emergency responders, daily.

03-06-2008, 06:32 PM	#22 (permalink)
Whirlwind Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Central Oregon Posts: 2,696 Rep Power: 3	This is it! she thought and sang out and beamed out from the core of her soul. This is it! The rapture! Countless in celebration, diverse people, millions upon millions of minds of individual thought...all of us knowing that we aren't of our own, but belonging to Him! "It's not the rapture," Ranwell said over her shoulder, smiling. "You're filling with joy and light. You're becoming what you've meant to become since the first breaths of time. You are, you have always been His. What you feel in your heart? That's just the beginning. The tip of the iceberg. No, an iceberg doesn't even compare. It's only the small speck at the top of eternity." They danced and praised Him. Dolly shut her eyes and lost herself in the overwhelming joy, spinning in her dance. Shouting with her soul. Crying tears of redemption that weren't coming from her eyes...but from her very spirit. When Dolly opened her eyes again, she had no idea where Bill was in the crowd of people. Usually, this would worry her. But for now, for some reason, it didn't worry her at all. Bill was here, somewhere. In the millions. So were people that she knew - people she had smiled at on the streets when she was a young girl. There was Derek, the old butcher that her mother used to tease about the prices of his products when Dolly was only a small girl. There was Viola, who Dolly hadn't seen since...oh, the second grade? They smiled at her, lost in their own dance. "It's all starting to make sense," Dolly said to a person next to her. He turned around, a cleancut American boy, and replied to her: "One." What did that mean? She didn't know. But at the same time, thoughts were beginning to enter into her. Thoughts that took no brain to imagine and bring to understanding. One. "It's too big for us to understand," Dolly told a small girl. Four people around her replied to her at the same time and in the same tone of voice that it almost sounded like an echo of one voice: "And at the same time, we're beginning." While Dolly spoke this time, eight other people around her spoke out the same thought: "We're made for His joy." Sixteen other people responded: "We're made to love Him and to be loved by Him." Dolly and 150 others spoke out: "The Beginning and the End." "The Alpha...and the Omega." The rumbling around them continued...it shook every molecule in the air, trembled every spirit. It shook loose any doubt, and it splashed refreshing water over any weakness. Shells around the last few doubts cracked and fell away. "No eye has seen," a thousand people spoke at once. "No ear has heard," two-thousand responded in unison. "And no mind can conceive," tens of thousands called out together. Dolly spun and danced and sang out. She felt herself coming apart at the very threads of physical existence. She felt that it was right, that there was nothing to fear here at all. She knew that it was a return to where she belonged, a place that she had forgotten about completely during her time alive. The universe, it seemed suspended around them and it pounded with rhythm and song. Angels and man danced and praised Him. Every cell of every being in every corner of this place vibrated with His love and grace. "It's too much!" Dolly screamed out in laughter, her eyes squeezed shut. "It's too much!" Dolly, who had known nothing but the existence of her own physical body for so long that she had forgotten all else, suddenly felt her human body come apart and separate into a dust; from which exploded the real Dolly. The rough skin and calluses of existence had been pulled back to reveal the child, Dolly, refreshed and new. Dolly collapsed under her own weight, under the intense beauty of the event, and wept in a joy so complete and perfect that she was sure it would never end. When she came to, she found herself hunkered over, weeping, panting, refreshed, and new, repeating over and over: "God...God...God." She opened her eyes and found herself in light. From all sides, there was nothing but light. Ranwell stepped out of the light and gently grabbed her by the hand. She wanted to ask him where Bill was, she wanted to ask him what had just happened. But immediately, before those thoughts could complete themselves in her mind, the answers came and she knew. Ranwell nodded his head at her, grinning. "There's Someone that I want you to meet, Dolly," he told her. (Sorry for being late...I was out in the field yesterday and then had to serve my civic duty this morning... This is a gift you have, Fluffy! Given to you by God above. A talent. Go with it, use it for His glory. You are so blessed!) __________________ Chapter-by-Chapter, verse-by-verse. Jesus is the Living Word.

03-06-2008, 07:22 PM	#23 (permalink)
Fluffy Senior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Texas Posts: 1,232 Blog Entries: 3 Rep Power: 2	(Whirlwind, it is YOU that has the gift! I wish I could write like you do. But you know, each to his own gift, huh? We each write in our own style that God has given us. Hey! I like your style!) Gazing around in wonder, Dolly held tight to Ranwell's hand. Meet who? She wondered. Could it be....? She didnt dare formulate that thought. No way. Could it be....? Light was all around, everywhere. Filling everything, every corner of her being. "You'd better drink some of this." Ranwell handed Dolly a beautiful flask of gleaming silver. Without questioning, she drank deeply of a clear, cool something. It was more than water. It felt alive, yet refreshing. "What is this?" She asked after wiping her mouth. "Dont you know?" Ranwell smiled gently. He took the flask back and continued leading the way. Energy surged thru her body and she felt light as a feather. Dolly felt like she could run for ages without stopping! She couldnt see any other people, but it felt crowded. The floor turned from grey stone to a crystal clear tile. It looked like she could see straight thru to miles and miles of crystal. Tripping over her feet, Dolly couldnt help but stare in wonder at the floor. BOOM! Thunder pealed. It was answered by another. It rolled and rolled. BOOM! Again! There was a doorway ahead. Suddenly, Dolly was afraid. "Do you need another drink?" Ranwell asked solicitously. "No, no. Well, maybe just a sip." She really didnt need it, but it tasted so good! And besides, it was an excuse to pause a moment before going thru the door. Where was Bill? Was he going thru a door, too? BOOM! "What is that?" Dolly asked Ranwell. "You'll see." Dolly looked up at him sceptically. Wait a minute. Where were his glasses? "You've got me this far, I'll trust you farther." The words were out before she could pull them back in. But why not? They were true! BOOM! They went in. (Your turn!) __________________ Be transparent before God, He sees right thru you, anyway! http://www.likepreciousfaith.org/testimony_val.htm Please pray for your local emergency responders, daily.

03-07-2008, 09:22 PM	#24 (permalink)
Whirlwind Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Central Oregon Posts: 2,696 Rep Power: 3	(I'm so, so sorry...but God is calling me away from my computer to do some work for the Lord. My nephew, called me last night and is severely depressed and wants to come to know the Lord. I'm so glad about this! I'm spending time with him today to explain to him how much God loves him. It's incredible! How we learn to pass on this wonderful news! How God calls us when He thinks we're ready to share. I love Him! Somebody continue this story, please? I want to read when I get back - probably tomorrow. Thanks so much and God bless! ) __________________ Chapter-by-Chapter, verse-by-verse. Jesus is the Living Word.

03-07-2008, 09:41 PM	#25 (permalink)
Fluffy Senior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Texas Posts: 1,232 Blog Entries: 3 Rep Power: 2	Whirlwind! What an awesome opportunity!! May the Good Lord give you just the right words to touch this young man's heart. Lord, open Whirlwind's nephews heart and eyes to the truth of Your word, and Your love for him. Plow up the soil of his heart and prepare it for Your message of hope. I pray for this young man's soul, Oh Lord, that it will be saved from destruction and he learns of the infinite love and care You have for Your children. AMEN! Whirlwind, when you get back, we expect a full report! AMEN! __________________ Be transparent before God, He sees right thru you, anyway! http://www.likepreciousfaith.org/testimony_val.htm Please pray for your local emergency responders, daily.

03-09-2008, 06:20 AM	#26 (permalink)
Fluffy Senior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Texas Posts: 1,232 Blog Entries: 3 Rep Power: 2	(Well, I waited, and it would seem no one else wants to join in. Cant stand it any longer! I"m gonna go for it! Sorry if its out of turn!) Thru the door, Dolly took a few steps and stopped, awestruck. Light was everywhere, more intense in here. She couldnt see a ceiling or walls, the room was so vast. Or was it a room? She seemed totally disoriented. Then, out of the light, a figure stepped. It was a man, but she couldnt see his face. He started walking toward her. Could it be? No. How arrogant for her to think so! But could it? The figure walked closer and closer with deliberate steps, his face getting a little bit clearer with each step. Power emanated from this man. But she sensed it was power under control. If it was let loose, she knew, somehow, that it would cause her to come apart at the seams. Electricty buzzed up and down and fizzed in spirals all around her. She felt ridiculous as she couldnt decide whether to get on her knees, fall flat on her face, stand in awe or jump up and down. "It's just like the song 'I Can Only Imagine'!" She thought to herself as she bobbed up and down, first to one knee, then back up in a jump. What should she do? Just when his face started to make sense... BREEPBREEPBREEPBREEPBREEPBREEPBREEP!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Dolly jolted upright in her bed. No! No! No! It cant be a dream! It just cant! Oh why did they put the alarm clock all the way across the room so that they had to get out of bed to turn it off? So they had to get out of bed and not roll back over, is why. Sigh. She got up and turned it off. Bill snorted, smacked, and snored. "Bill!" Dolly shook him fiercely. "Wake up!" "5 more minutes." Bill mumbled and rolled over. "I'm dreaming of Jesus." Dolly snatched her hands back. She might have missed her chance, but she wasnt about to ruin Bill's. She stumbled to the bathroom and turned on the water in the sink. "That must have been some dream." She told her reflection. Her curlers were all over the place. "I must have tossed and turned all night!" Dolly started to reach for the water, then sharply pulled back. What was that? Something stuck between her fingers. She dashed to the room they used as a home office and shoved her glasses onto her face. Thoughts of Ranwell crossed her mind and she threw an apologetic thought his way and looked closer at her hands. Yes, right there, between her fingers. A few grains of sand, glinting and glimmering in the light from the desk. She remembered the weight and the texture of the sand of her life in her hands. It wasnt a dream! It really happened! She grabbed a piece of tape and carefully picked up the grains with it. Lovingly, she taped it inside the cover of her bible and dated it. thumpscrritchh! Dolly ran to the hallway. "Ranwell?" Empty. "Brason?" Still empty. She went back to the bedroom and shook Bill again. "Sorry to interrupt your interview, but you have 30 minutes to get showered and dressed for work!" "Ok, ok!" Bill grumbled and kicked off the covers. "Wow! What a dream I had!" "Bill!" Dolly yelled as she grabbed the tape dispenser. "Check your hands!" "For what?" "Let me look!" Dolly snatched his hands and looked at them closely. There! Under the fingernails! She carefully dug out the grains and taped them. "See? It wasnt a dream! It really happened!" "So why are you saving those grains?" "Proof!" Bill scratched his head. "If it was for real, we got a lot to talk about." "And no time!" Dolly shoved him toward the bathroom. "Shower! Shave! Work!" "Alright, alright! But I've got lots to tell you!" Bill pulled off his pajamas and headed for the shower. "What do you want for breakfast?" Dolly called after him. "I'm still hungry for a banana split!" Bill ducked just as a slipper flew past his head. "No, really! I thought about it all night!" "I'll meet you for lunch and we can talk over dessert, how about that?" "As long as its a banana split!" Dolly shook her head and went to make breakfast. (your turn!) __________________ Be transparent before God, He sees right thru you, anyway! http://www.likepreciousfaith.org/testimony_val.htm Please pray for your local emergency responders, daily.

03-09-2008, 07:35 AM	#27 (permalink)
Who am I Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: Minnesota Posts: 1,014 Blog Entries: 1 Rep Power: 2	Can't sleep... thought I would give it a go. As Dolly entered the kitchen, an unfamiliar feeling came over her. It started at her head and flowed like warm water down through her body. As if she walked in front of a large heater, but it was all on the inside. She dismissed it and focused on the task at hand. She cracked the eggs into the frying pan, thinking to herself, “when did I learn to crack eggs with one hand”? As the eggs started to sizzle in the pan, her thoughts suddenly drifted back to her childhood. A vision entered her mind of one warm summer day in the park. Thinking, “I must have been about 5 or 6 years old”. She was playing on the swings by herself. “I didn’t have many friends back then” “I was so clumsy… the kids always teasing me”. Then she saw herself leaving to go home. She knew mother would have dinner on the table soon. She didn’t have far to go. Just across the street and 4 houses down. In her mind, she watched herself walk into the street, like she had so many times before. She didn’t hear or see the car coming. Traveling much faster than what a normal commuter would be driving. And then she turned her head and saw the black sedan barreling down the middle of the street. Paralyzed with fear, she could only stare at what she knew was a car, but with the black paint and tinted windows, it looked different. The headlights were like squinting eyes, and the grill as an evil smile. It almost seemed to be alive. Just then, out of nowhere, someone grabbed her and pushed her back to the curb. They hit the ground and rolled to a stop. He stood and helped her up. He was slightly taller than her and a year or two older. “Are you ok? That jerk didn‘t even slow down“. Dolly thanked him for saving her, explaining how she didn’t see anything until it was almost too late. “I’ve never seen you around here before, do you live close by”? “I just moved into the area, a couple blocks down the street and was just on my way home“. Asking if she was going to be ok, he said he had to get going. “Yes, I’ll be ok”. He turned to leave and started walking away. Dolly yelled, “Hey… I’m Dolly… what’s your name”? The boy turned with a smile and said, “I’m Ranwell… I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again”. Dolly remembered that she never did see him again, unless… could it be… Bill walked into the kitchen. “HEY… THE EGGS ARE SMOKING”. Dolly quickly snapped out of it and turned the stove off. “Bill… your aren’t going to believe this”. __________________ Blessings to all Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Last edited by Who am I; 03-09-2008 at 07:38 AM. Reason: spelling

03-09-2008, 12:04 PM	#28 (permalink)
Mark_18 Senior Member Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: Manitoba Posts: 639 Blog Entries: 1 Rep Power: 1	Wow you guys are Gooooood! Who am I, Ranwell is such a common name, I'm sure it was a different person... lol. Standing by. Sorry, but I can't write well enough, I'll wreck the story. __________________ Mark 1:8 - "I baptize you with water, but he will baptize you with the Holy Spirit!"

03-09-2008, 12:30 PM	#29 (permalink)
GrannyG Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: NC Posts: 220 Rep Power: 1	This is fun! Thanks for such a good read. I'm enjoying it very much and very impressed. If I felt I could contribute without spoiling it, I would, but continue on, please. __________________ *Draw me my Saviour, How precious Thou Art!*

03-10-2008, 12:57 AM	#30 (permalink)
Fluffy Senior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Texas Posts: 1,232 Blog Entries: 3 Rep Power: 2	(Mark, I didnt know Ranwell was a common name? Where at? Granny, thank you, and Mark for the compliment! This has been fun! Feel free to join in at any time!) Dolly turned off the stove and reached for a box of dry cereal. "Your not going to believe what I just remembered!" "That you saw your guardian angel sometime in the past?" Bill asked as he pulled out a chair and sat down. Sipping on a cup of coffee, he cleared his throat. "I had the same 'rememberies'." Dolly stood there with her mouth hanging open. "Hey! Are you ever going to take those curlers out?" Dolly's mouth flapped open several times. She considered several retorts and possible missiles, but declined after a moment. "Eat your cereal and get to work!" She finallly said. "Your going to be late!" "I dont like this kind." Dolly grabbed a couple of poptarts and began pulling him toward the door. "Go! Go! Your boss is going to be angry with you!" "Wait! Wait!" Bill dug in his heels. "What now?" Bill puckered up. "Give me a smooch." Laughing, Dolly kissed him a good one and sent him on his way. Men. She thought to herself. Her hand wandered up to her hair. Hard to believe her curlers were still there, even if they were everywhich way! Got to get dressed myself! (your turn!) __________________ Be transparent before God, He sees right thru you, anyway! http://www.likepreciousfaith.org/testimony_val.htm Please pray for your local emergency responders, daily.

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