Excerpt from Chapter 1: Little Girl Lost

An excerpt from what I am working on for NaNoWriMo 2017.

Rebekah Johnson - Freelance Writer

This is an excerpt from the first chapter of my 2017 NaNoWriMo novel. It’s a fictional memoir, but nothing in this excerpt is fiction. And this is a rough draft. 🙂

I remember waking slowly, my hips digging uncomfortably into the hard floor. My forehead felt sweaty from the warmth of the room and the waves of heat rolling over me from inside the slippery, polyester sleeping bag twisted around my body. Why was I awake? I breathed in deeply, my eyes opening a little more. Dust and the smell of synthetic carpet fibers filled my nose and that’s when I heard it – the sound of wailing – a miserable low keening that sent chills down my spine. It was the like the mournful cry of an injured animal, but that “animal” was my mother. She half shrieked, half sobbed again. I rolled over and saw she was…

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A Reflection for Good Friday

This. Exactly this.

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Jesus was a carpenter, if a same sex couple asked him to make them a table he would have built it and it would have been as good as any table he had ever built, and then, when it was finished and sitting in their home, he would have sat with them and had dinner on it…..

but before they ate he would have probably washed their feet.

I believe this because of the way Jesus treated those the religious people excluded, because of the way he defended and befriended the ones the religious people called sinners, because of the way he chastised religious people for the way they misconstrued God’s way of thinking and because of the way he was always pointing out that the very people the religious people were railing against were a better example of God’s love than they were – more likely to enter the kingdom…

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