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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Sewing (02/22/07)

TITLE: Crimson and White
By cindy yarger
02/27/07


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In, out, in, out the stitches were even. The hands that drew them were unhurried. The silk was raw, bleached so that the white was pure, but not processed so that there would be no shine. The shine was to come from the bride within. This was a gift to her.

***

She was so excited. It was finally her turn. Her turn to be the bride. Her turn to share her joy, with what seemed would be the whole world. Her turn to truly shine with the radiance that only a bride can own. Her turn.

He’d known from the beginning that she was the one. They’d shared a lengthy wooing. Deep joys had been discovered; trials, fought and won; indifference was pursued and conquered. They were solid. They would last. Eternity was theirs.

***

In, out, in, out the stitches were precise. The hands that drew them were compelled. There was passion in the work. The pattern chosen was unique, never tried quite like this before. This was a surprise for her.

***

She had not been pure when first they’d met. She made this known in the course of their time and twice she’d strayed since. This too was known and survived. Suited well they were when such could be withstood and overcome.

He had made no claim to purity but she sensed it to be true. He’d saved it all for her. He understood that many scorned such a life as this. He also knew that “inexperience” was by far the greater gift. His security was sealed in that.

***

In, out, in, out the stitches were rhythmic. The hands that drew them paused on the dress. In a small sense it was hard to finish. There was so much represented in the labor alone. This was to be her inheritance.

***

She’d dreamed a lot throughout the years, what life would be, once joined together. She knew that any changes would be hers. This she could accept as each possibility leaned toward positive. She was ready.

He’d always lived for this day, not knowing “when”, but sure of its coming. His completion of self. Joy untold, hinted at, but not yet known. He was ready.

***

The wedding day dawned fresh and fine. He wore crimson. She wore white.


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Sharlyn Guthrie03/01/07
Your allegory is thought-provoking and yet so simple! I love the last line.
Julie Arduini03/04/07
This was excellent! I too loved that last line.
Jacquelyn Horne03/05/07
I get it! What a wonderful story about the bride of Christ. What a surprise ending. Great story.
Jan Ackerson 03/08/07
Cindy, this is my favorite yet of yours! Beautiful!
Bonnie Derksen03/10/07
Wow! Well done, Cindy. I loved the rythym and pattern of the layout, the glimpses into the bride and groom's perspectives, the persistance of the "Sew-er"...
The last line was a perfect finish to such a creative take on the topic.
I am reminded about the extravagance of God's love and grace for each of us as His Bride. (Reminds me, also, of Francine River's "Redeeming Love").
Thanks for obediently using your gift of pen. It has led me in worship and thanksgiving this morning.