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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Volunteer (11/23/06)

TITLE: Volunteered to Cross the Frontier
By Daniel Owino Ogweno


Day 1 (Or was it a millennium?)

Have you not heard? Didn’t you read it in The Books?
The rebel went into the Garden and sabotaged God’s Image;
By fraud he secured the right to have them become crooks;
Instead of enjoying the Father’s presence, they camouflage.

Who could perceive such a tragedy?
Man has been defrauded of his domain;
Worse still, there is no known remedy;
Servants of the rebel they will remain.

Day 2 (Or was it a century?)

Have you read in The Books?
Man is desperate for his true identity
He thinks his image is about external looks
In vain he puts emphasis on quantity.

Poor man, he struggles, trying every kind of religion,
Although he tries his best, it is only like a filthy rag
Will he realise that religion is no cure for rebellion;
He longs for his lost identity but all he bears is diabolic tag.

Cajoled to want more than he got, he lost heritage at the sanctuary
He was warned of death if he disobeyed, but he chose to snub
Hence, he has reputation of life, yet his name is in the eternal obituary
On his eternal tombstone awaits epitaph: “Joined the diabolic club”

Day 3 (Or was it a decade?)

There is strange tittle-tattle, you’d wish to hear,
The most unlikely rumour, very irreconcilable!
There has never been a loose talk around here;
But what does it mean—a blueprint by which man is redeemable?

Day 4 (Or was it a year?)

It’s no longer a rumour; it’s the talk in all spheres,
A plan is underway to secure man’s deliverance,
A matchless subterfuge; everyone waits to see how it coheres;
It is said that the operation requires immeasurable perseverance.

A meeting is due to hatch the operation, “Save the Deity’s Image”;
Attendees will include: the Deity Himself and all the heavenly hosts;
Can’t wait to see the antidote of what hitherto is a conclusive damage;
It emerged that all along the Deity has been reconciling the costs.

Day 5 (Or was it a month?)

The meeting is on.

The Most High sits on the throne with a book in His right hand.
“This Book has the secrets wherewith My Image will be redeemed” He said.

Nobody in all existence, except the Deity, is worthy to handle the Book. “Who will loose the seals, and open the Book?” The Most High asks.

Wait a minute! You don’t mean…; It can’t be…
Look! The Lion of the tribe of Judah is stepping out!

“I volunteer! I’ll break the seals and read the Book”, He declares.

Cheers meet His offer but gloom returns when it dawns that no one qualifies to save man.

“Who will volunteer?” The Most High asks.

How can anyone volunteer without qualifying? Wait a minute! Is He asking the Lion to do it?
Unthinkable! Unthinkable! God the Son can’t stoop that low—becoming a man!

The Lion stands up the second time and declares, “I volunteer, I AM is the only One who can save man—I’ll do it”.

Day 6 (Or was it a fortnight?)

The Lion crosses the frontier of Divinity into the realm of humanity,
They reject Him when He announces His identity,
Instead of applauding his gesture, they mistake His humility,

They go overboard with contempt, but He renews His resolve,
He accepts ridicule; beatings; spittings, but still determines to absolve;

He washes their feet and cries at their funerals.

They finally kills Him but He still loves them unto death, calling upon the Most High to forgive them even for doing the unthinkable. But as many as receives Him He gives power to regain their heritage.

He rises from the dead, confirming what He said earlier: “I voluntarily lay down my life and take it again—no one can take it from Me”.

Day 7 (Or was it a week?)

Can you see them approaching—the multitude upon multitude?
The procession of the redeemed, singing their gratitude.

Join me in praising the Volunteer, He secured the eternal pardon,
The Holy One took upon Himself the filth of sin, paying the final price,
Determined He defied all odds, His own Image not to abandon,
And that isn’t enough, He has prepared for them magnificent prize.

Sing everyone, sing! The redeemed are entering the eternal Sabbath Rest.

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