Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  

Four Ways For A Christian Writer To Win A Publishing Package HERE



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

BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN

INSTRUCTIONS

how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level

ENTRIES

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.





TRUST JESUS TODAY

TRY THE TEST



Share
how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Lifeguard (11/09/06)

TITLE: Fear of Drowning
By Larry Elliott
11/16/06


 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 ADD TO MY FAVORITES

As confusion overruns my mind I try to remember- was that my third time to surface? I wonder if there is actually any limit to the number of cries for help.

I feel myself sinking lower now- impossible to breathe. The unpleasantness I felt and tasted in the beginning are almost welcome. The fear of drowning all but disappears.

I knew better than to tread in these dark perilous waters. I had been warned many times of the dangers beneath the surface, but a lure I could not resist pulled me in. I waited until I was well out of sight of the nearest lifeguard of safety before wading out. The surface appeared calm and alluring.

Many had risked this surf and survived to tell of the unparalleled rush. A few advised me of the deception of the initial appearance.

I chose the many.

My demise is, however, my own doing. At first I blamed others for their deceit and influence, but now I realize the futility of faulting anyone else for my own stupidity.

Utter darkness enfolds me and exhaustion has absorbed all urge to fight.

Just as I am willing to accept my doom I see a faint glimmer above. I feel something press against my back- hands, now slipping beneath my shoulders.

The journey to the surface seems long, but as I finally break free I feel the impossible weight from this sea of sin flung from my weary spirit.

Wiping from my face the salty brine of tears I dare look up into the face of the lifeguard that resuscitated my soul - my Savior.


The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
Accept Jesus as Your Lord and Savior Right Now - CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.


This article has been read 610 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Trina Courtenay11/19/06
I would have like to read more. Your last line - 'Wiping from my face the salty brine of tears I dare look up into the face of the lifeguard that resuscitated my soul - my Savior.' oh so very true! He is our lifeguard!
Jan Ackerson 11/20/06
I've read most of the entries this week, and there are several with quite similar themes--but this one...wowsers! This is the one to hold up as an exemplar of the "Jesus/God-as-lifeguard" take on the topic. Just beautifully done.
Maxx .11/22/06
Strong message in a short story. Nicely done.
Suzanne R11/23/06
That twist at the end was very effective. Well done!