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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Sad (07/26/07)

TITLE: Your Ways Are Higher
By Brianna Carmichael
07/30/07


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Tears trickled down her beautiful face as her young body heaved with sobs. The pain was greater than anything she’d ever felt; the grief so deep it hurt on every level.

"Why God? Why did you choose to take our baby? He was perfect- it doesn’t make sense. We loved him so much. He had so many people praying for him. God, please tell me why." Her head dropped as she fought the questions welling up inside. She didn’t notice that the birds were chirping, or the sun was shining. None of it mattered now- all sunshine seemed to have abandoned her.

She was kneeling at the freshly made grave of her baby son. Alone, except one other. A firm hand grasped her shoulder, his other around her waist. How many times during the past nine months had her husband’s hand steadied her own? How many tears had been shed on his shoulder? Through how many doctors visits had he clasped her hand as they heard the hard truth? How many words of comfort had he whispered?

But now, no words were needed. There were no words to heal wounds so deep. "My daughter, My son. My children. I chose you for this task. You have brought forth a child for My Kingdom, for an eternal purpose. He will live forever. I asked him of you because I love you, because you are my beloved servants. ‘For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.’” (Isaiah 55:8-9 KJV)

She reached up and clasped his hand. A faint smile flickered across their faces as they stood to leave. “It’s going to be okay,” she whispered. “His ways are not our ways, they are higher.”


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Helen Paynter08/02/07
Great message, and a moving theme. I'd have a liked a little more, and to have got inside her mind more. Keep writing - you've got great stuff to say.
Benjamin Graber08/02/07
Welcome to the challenge... :-) Beautiful story, I think you did a great job!
Marie Fieldman08/03/07
I like the closing, it is a nice thought. I love it when someone 'gets it'. (I love it when 'get it'!) Sweet story!
LaNaye Perkins08/04/07
I love the way you told this tragic story by weaving faith and hope into it. Well done!
Trevas Walker08/04/07
I like the way you worked the verse into the story. Good job. His was are higher!
Jeanette Oestermyer 08/08/07
This is so beautiful. God's ways sometimes stun us, but usually there is a reason He does such things or allows them to happen. God B;ess.