Home Read What's New Join
My Account Login

Read Our Devotional             2016 Opportunities to be Published             Detailed Navigation

The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!
The Official Writing Challenge



how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level


submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners

Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.



how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: The Media (in any form) (11/11/10)

TITLE: Video Class
By Barbara Less


We all sat there with question marks over our head.

“Do you understand what we’re supposed to do?” Rachelle asked after class was over.

“No, I sure don’t get it,” I responded. It seemed that everyone in the class was asking each other, what did Norm want us to do?

“Could you make any sense out of those videos?” I asked Jerry.

“No,” Jerry said, “What was that chick doing with the razor blade on her wrist? Was she wanting to commit suicide or something?”

“God, I hope not. I thought that was awful!” I replied, “But Norm seemed to think it was really good.”

“Yeah, I don’t know what that guy expects us to do,” Brian added.

“Me neither,” Rachelle and I responded as Jerry shrugged and shook his head in perplexity.

“Well, I guess we’ll have to see if there’s any light shed on the subject on Thursday,” Jerry said.

“Yeah, well, we’ll see you later,” Rachelle and I said with a slight wave of our hand.

Thursday, we, again, were sitting with question marks over our heads.

“Wrists are a symbol of vulnerability,” Norm explained, “No, the woman in the video was not trying to commit suicide. She was demonstrating that she was feeling vulnerable.”

“Yeah, okay, Norm, if you say so,” I thought, as did several others in our video class. I had never heard that wrists were a symbol of vulnerability and it still didn’t help me understand what our instructor was expecting of us.

“Think of it as visual poetry,” he said.

“What? Did I hear poetry mentioned?” I thought, as the question mark started to be replaced with a light bulb.

“When you create your videos, and this goes for your multi-media class as well, think of symbolism as you would when you write poems,” Norm explained. “Next week, you’ll be paired up with a music major for the sound. Remember, you’ll be presenting your final video in a public setting,” Norm concluded the class.

“Well, what do you think now, Barb,” my friend asked.

“I think I understand, now!” I said enthusiastically, “When he said visual poetry it made more sense.”

“Yeah, I know. I like to write poems,” Rachelle said. “Do you know what you’re going to do yours on?”

“No, but at least I have a clue now.”

When I went home I prayed that the Lord would choose my partner from the music majors. I also prayed that He would show me what I should do my video on. What an opportunity for evangelism, a public showing!

The next week I met the person I would be collaborating with from the music department.

“Do you have any ideas about what you’re going to do the video on?” Luis asked.

“Yes, I do, but it might sound kind of weird,” I told him. I felt kind of like I was giving a report on lingerie when I explained my idea, half holding my breath, in between.

Then Luis interrupted, “Are you a Christian?” he inquired.

“Well,” I swallowed, “Yes, I am,” I said wondering if he was too, or if he was going to protest. “Are you…” I started slowly.

“I’m a Christian, too,” Luis blurted out, to my relief.

“You are!” I exclaimed, “That’s great,” I said. “I prayed that God would choose my music partner.”

“Yeah, I prayed that God would choose my video partner!”

We both giggled with joy. “So,” I became more somber, “what do you think of my video idea?”

Luis thought and nodded his head, “Yeah…yeah, I like it. I think it will work.”

At last, after many all-nighters, the day arrived. I presented, “The Hunger.”

After, it was over, Luis shared, “Guess what? While you were showing the video, people were coming up to me asking what it meant, and I had a chance to witness!”

“That’s awesome! That’s just what I prayed for!” I beamed back.

“Yeah, me too!”

The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE

JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.

This article has been read 222 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 11/20/10
This is a sweet story how things can come together especially when we pray and trust in God.
Brenda Rice 11/22/10
Interesting take on the topic. I liked the way you showed the importance of depending on the Lord when decisions need to be made.