Prompt: Write about a day within the past week. What happened? How did you react? The twist? It has to be in third person. (This is from my psychology class and is meant to help you become more aware of your inner motives, desires, etc.)
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On Saturday afternoon, Cam was out with her friends at none other than Lamplight Theatre. (Lamplight Theatre was a small, nonprofit Christian theatre that would put on free, seasonal shows.) She had gone just the previous year for the Halloween special, and desperately wanted to take her family so that they could experience the love of Christ through production.
She'd asked them before, but knew deep down that they would not make the trip. Religion was a touchy subject in her household for absolutely no reason at all, for everyone claimed to be a Christian already: her little brother, her mother, and even her father. Cam would often wonder if they were true Christians, for the sake of her loved ones. Ever since they moved, her family didn't get around to finding a new church for five years. On the sixth year, Cam's sixteenth year, the family began taking a new found interest. This was, of course, by request of the children. Nights would come and go, replaying the same heart-broken scenes. She hoped and prayed that her family was saved by Jesus, despite the awkwardness when she spoke the word of God.
All of these thoughts were running through her head in the theatre on Saturday. The tears were stinging her eyes, and her throat began to burn as the actors confessed their love and apologies to Jesus Christ. The actors were merely students, more similar to Cam than she could have imagined possible. However, these particular students had suffered brutal deaths and had just passed the Final Judgement. She felt her face redden with all the emotions climaxing inside of her. She couldn't hold it in! But she had to.. Did she have to? She could hear others sniffling behind her, and it clicked. There was nothing wrong with letting it out.
After all, it was absolutely beautiful. Someone who could fail so miserably on Earth could be saved and even loved by the Savior. Why was she always expecting herself to be perfect? Jesus was perfect... and surely, she was not Jesus. Yet she knew He loved her, despite her ignorance of her religion - the idea weighed her heart into her stomach. She knew a decent amount of biblical history as well as the basics...but it was on rare occasion that she actually felt the presence of the Holy Spirit within her. The feeling was an indescribable sensation that she could later sum up into a single adjective: overwhelming.
Cam was overwhelmed with such emotion that it all came out. The tears began to stream down her face, and she could do nothing to stop it. As soon as it started, she stopped trying to fix it; after all, you cannot fix something that's no longer broken. She had been lying to herself all night, promising that she would not show any signs of a mental breakdown. As she saw the hope and compassion in the actor Jesus's eyes, she knew that she had been so wrong--There was nothing wrong with crying.
She did not care what anyone would think of her. In fact, the entire audience disappeared, leaving her with the play, love of Jesus, and God's voice on her soul. She held her stomach as Jesus picked the students off of their praying knees and embraced them into what Cam believed would be the best hug anyone could ever receive. It was all too perfect. Jesus's love was too perfect. God's love was too perfect. She was never going to be perfect...so why should she deserve their attention, let alone their almighty love?! The thought twisted her stomach, because she already knew the answer. That's the great thing about unconditional love- it serves as a drive, a motive, to be worthy of that love, to earn that love. Alas, she knew with a torn heart that she would just disappoint her mighty Lord and Savior. She was no great preacher who could inspire others to worship Him. She was no talented missionary who could teach others of His word. She was a simple high school student who spent all of her free time finishing homework, watching Netflix, or sleeping. Even she couldn't love herself, because she had not done anything meaningful. Her life to this point had been meaningless.
The tears ran down her cheeks, but she didn't care that all of her mascara was now on her sleeves; at this moment, she realized that she was even more beautiful than before. She looked less like what the world expected - a composed, painted girl that fits into a niche in society - and more like what God had in mind: an unmasked and passionate follower of the Lord. She knew she had failed so many times within just the year since she was saved, yet God still spoke into her heart that very night. "I love you....I love you....I love you...." Over and over and over, Cam could feel the words suffocating were, but they her full nothing less than love and promises.
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A/N.........Hello! As you read at the top, this was a paper I wrote for my psychology class today, and I thought I'd share it with you guys! I don't want to offend anyone if they're not religious, but my spiritual life impacts everything I say and do every single day, including my writing!
This weekend I was overcome with such emotion from witnessing what unconditional love actually means. It doesn't matter if you cut, you have suicidal thoughts, or don't know whether or not you're a Christian. GOD LOVES YOU!!! In the play, there were students who portrayed all of these and more and of course, as many of our writers do to their own characters here, were brutally killed in a massacre. The characters then had to go to the gates and wait in agony to see if their names were in the Book of Life. Meanwhile, they would be crying out to God the normal pleads, thanks, and apologies. (ex. "God, please give me one more chance!", "I'm so sorry, God! I didn't mean it!", or the rare "Thank you, God!") --(Normally, the thanks will follow being accepted into Heaven. Only once did a character die a horrible, tragic death and still thanked the Lord for the life she was given. Beautiful.) Half of the characters would be accepted, and the other half, well, you know what happens...You can hopefully pick up on the ending through the actual writing, but I wanted to clear some things I didn't mention earlier! Thanks for taking the time to read all of this :)
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