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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "Make Hay While the Sun Shines" (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (03/06/08)

TITLE: Today
By Lynn Jacky


Yesterday is the past, the total sum of my experiences, my hopes and dreams lived and lost. In the light of each new day they have either developed into great memories or horrible moments of regret. Today is my hope of salvation. Today, well lived, will bring my aspirations into tomorrow and symbolize precious moments in my life, yet to come. The present is where I begin. I only have today. I am not guaranteed tomorrow. Today, is the day of the rest of my life, so let me live, rejoice, and be thankful.

At the dawn of each new morning I awake to the fleeing of His presence. I know He has been here. He visits, in the stillness of the night and lovingly watches as I rest, safe under the shelter of His wing. He protects me from the wicked schemes of my enemy. He uses darkness as a secret covering and upon the wings of the wind He swiftly rides on a Cherub leaving behind, only His essence. There is a reason for this secrecy. He is an all consuming fire and my mortal body would not survive, if I saw Him face to face.

The sun's rays are now just breaking through into the horizon and I search deep into light of the morning sky. My Spirit sores, longing to catch a glimpse of Him. My flesh sees a revelation that far exceeds any human expectation. I stand in awe of the wonders that surround me as the heavens unfold the majestic beauty of His glory.

A rainbow, just before the tree line has stretched itself, reaching up, high into the heavens. As the sun rises, hues of crimson, streak across the prussian blue sky reflecting in and through the massive clouds that have gathered, as if some unseen hand had set the background for this amazing story.

I witness an illumination of light, so vibrant, it pulsates like fire dancing of it's own free will among the colors of the rainbow. Back and forth this light races quickly, joyfully transforming the coloration. First, a solid protrusion of rose, then, changing into smaller lines, tones of rose, yellow, greens and blues. As the gentle hand of the Master, Himself plays a harmony of melodies across the bow that only heaven can hear.

I savor the moment wishing it would remain forever but nothing on earth does. I worship my Creator in an treasured moment so overwhelming that I scare can take it in. I breathe, deep, letting my spirit soak in the magnificence of His presence to fill me as a vessel, overflowing with the mighty power of His awesome love.

I begin my day knowing I need to place Him first. I exist, only because He is. In Him, I move, live life, love and have my being. Because He first loved me, His infinite mercy allows me to live my life and worship Him in Spirit and in Truth.

Several years ago, I began this journey by thanking Him for the many amazing sights I witnessed in the heavens. I would walk through the fields at sunset and see the most astonishing colors, cloud formations, sometimes so low I would reach up to touch them. With my hands raised I would proclaim. "There is no god like my God." And words like. "Father, you are amazing." I'm sure the neighbors thought I was a little crazed, but I didn't care. Don't get between a worshiper and her God.

As I studied His Word and surveyed the heavens I saw so many wonders that could be possible stories for another time. I began to realize what I was experiencing was not by coincident. God was actually creating these scenes for me to see. Sometimes they would dissipate in minutes and if my full attention wasn't there, I would missed it. Other times, a panoramic view of clouds, and colors would shift into another breath taking view.

As our relationship began unfolding, it was apparent God longed for me to see this revelation. We started to play a game of hide and worship. Every day, He reveals something of His glory and every day I watch with great anticipation to proclaim how awesome my God is.

Today, is all I have to fulfill the purpose God has planned for my life. To be a blessing, to witness His love, to spend my time in prayer, intercession and communicating with Him.

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Jan Ackerson 03/14/08
This is beautiful--a morning meditation that reads very much like a Psalm in prose.

A few word nitpicks: my spirit soars, not sores, and watch out for "it's" instead of "its."

Very nice writing.
Laury Hubrich 03/15/08
I really liked this. It was very peaceful and serene. I especially liked your last paragraph:)

"As our relationship began unfolding, it was apparent God longed for me to see this revelation. We started to play a game of hide and worship. Every day, He reveals something of His glory and every day I watch with great anticipation to proclaim how awesome my God is."

Very good!
Peter Stone03/15/08
Wonderful observations and message. Today is indeed the day of our salvation, so let us spend time with our Creator today, and enjoy the wonders He has prepared to share with us.
Lyn Churchyard03/16/08
This is lovely. I enjoyed it very much and read it several times. Thank you for reminding us of the importanc of praising and worshipping our heavenly Father every chance we get. Well done.
Anita Johnson07/18/08
Today is truly all we have because yesterday is gone and we are not assured of tomorrow. Your pieces are beautiful!! Anita