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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Hot and Cold (04/09/09)

TITLE: SIMON
By Margaret Kearley
04/15/09


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SIMON

Standing on the brink
Of the deepest darkest chasm,
Paralysed with fear and cold
A sudden, shiv’ring spasm
Drew me to closer to the fire
To feel its warmth enfold,
My body felt its heat
But my heart was drenched with cold.

Sitting by the fire,
The despair that bordered fear
Turned quickly to denial
Of the One I held most dear.
And then the cock crowed loudly,
Exactly as He’d told,
And any warmth just drained away
Leaving a heart so cold.

His eyes held mine quite briefly
With a look that seemed to say,
‘I know and love you Simon,
Remember that alway.’
Repentant tears fell freely
As down my cheeks they rolled.
My face, with heat, was burning
But my heart was icy cold.

For three long days I anguished
In grief and deepest pain,
Until the women told me,
‘He is alive again!’
But when I saw once more His face
Amazing hope took hold,
My heart began to beat with warmth,
It was no longer cold.

Engraved deeply within me
Is that morning on the shore.
Forgiven and accepted,
I could not ask for more.
Then my Risen Lord instructed:
‘Feed the sheep of my dear fold’.
With love, joy, courage, burning,
There was no room for cold.

And now I am an old man
And others lead instead,
They take me where I do not choose,
Just as He had said.
Soon now I’ll see my Saviour
In the city of pure gold,
My love for Him, perfected be,
Without a trace of cold.


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Jan Ackerson 04/19/09
Well done!
Yvonne Blake 04/21/09
wow..beautiful!

Great job crafting this poem!
joanna reed04/23/09
It was wonderful. I am always amazed. I should never read the number one position because they frequently get it wrong. This is a wonderful example of FAITH WRITING. Thank you so much. You even used God in the writing which is so different then first place writer. You are number one in my book. Great Job
Gordon Lavoie04/24/09
Even though you title gave it away I never realized it was Peter until the last two stanzas. It was all too wonderful for me. Very good.
Deborah Porter 04/24/09
Hi Margaret. I just wanted to leave a quick note to congratulate you on your 2nd place in Level 1, and to let you know you also ranked 24th overall. That's an excellent result for a Level 1 entry. There were a lot of entries this week, so well done.

If you'd like to check the highest rankings for yourself, you can find them here:
http://www.faithwriters.com/Boards/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=25299

The highest rankings are posted every Thursday evening on the Message Boards.

Again, well done.

Hope to see you at the FaithWriters' Conference in August.

With love, Deb (Challenge Coordinator)
Patricia Herchenroether04/25/09
Excellent entry. Congratulations on a well-deserved ribbon! Blessings,

Patty