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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Gifts (of the Spirit or service) (11/22/07)

TITLE: The Life IN me
By Wesley de john
11/23/07


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I have many problems, problems that make me lose sleep at night and peace is a feeling I have long forgotten. Control is barely held in my weakening grasp, dark clouds border on my brooding countenance, and tears, salty and subtle, drive back the insanity that threatens.

Sometimes my voice crackles with all the suppressed screams withheld within, and my head explodes pounding with the din of my own internal cries. Then suddenly the winds change, they become cooler and more powerful. They blow across the heavens, drawing, gathering, and heralding the coming of the storm. My clothes blow against the strong winds, my face turns upward my senses ready to receive the heavens tears. My hand raises up and wipes clean my own tears, my heart pounding in anticipation pumps blood to my body, my fingers tingling with the rush of adrenaline slowly clench and unclench. At that moment I stand on the edge, ready to dive into the abyss of nothingness. The sky thunders and breaks open into a torrent of rain, the clouds break apart and unload their heavy burdens feeding a hungry earth below. The raindrops rush down to my open mouth and splash across my face, my laughter is lost in the thunderous roar and flash of the lightening. I jump into the abyss and falling in that moment I am peace, I am tranquility and I am lost for no longer do I search. In that constant downpour, all things are halted and in that moments respite granted by the grace of God, where I find peace, in that peace I find hope, hope that carries me to the next day.

I risk exposure for a few moments longer reveling in the moment as heavy drops pelt against my body, soaking me down to my very soul. Then sadly, I turn and go indoors, and stare in longing silence into the misty grayness. The continuos downpour shuts out all other noises, its consistency, only broken by the occasional roar of thunder, soothes my soul. My eyes close and asleep, my breathing slows my heart content…for a while.


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Janice Cartwright11/30/07
Your prose left me with ambivalent feelings. On the one hand I sense it would be more effective broken into smaller bites or even written in poetic form. On the other I can see that much of its purity and integrity lies in the fact that you wrote from the zone. Even so I think the Lord desires for us to comb and shape and burnish our gift to the benefit of those who receive them - and to His glory. Thank you for your transparency and definityel continue to write and hone. Blessings~
Jan Ackerson 11/30/07
Beautifully written...continue to seek Grace.
Joanne Sher 12/01/07
Beautiful descriptions - very vivid writing.