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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Angry (08/02/07)

TITLE: God Set My Pot Upon A Stove
By Lynda Schultz
08/03/07


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God set my pot upon a stove
And turned the flame up high,
To see if I would take the heat
Or Him, my Lord, deny.

I planned my day down to a tee
The schedule was set.
An ordered life I do prefer
But havenít had one yet!

At first it was the telephone
That caused my peace to flee;
Those interruptions drove me mad
Iím warming up, you see.

At last a chance to get to work
Between incessant calls
Then to the door, the landlord came
I thought Iíd climb the walls.

ďJust passing by,Ē was his reply
When to the door I went.
ďI wondered if youíd please explain
What happened to the rent?Ē

I failed to understand the need,
And felt my temper rise,
Why should my time be thus misspent
To explain the bankís demise?

When peace once more began to reign
I back to work did go
The temperature still going up
My laptop chose to slow.

The manual could not be found
Not anywhere in sight
No matter where I searched for it
Or yelled with all my might.

With water boiling up and out
The pot red hot, you see
I'm almost ready to explode
For trivialities.

A thought occurred that made me pause.
Perhaps I need to stop
And think about the foolishness
Iím cooking in this pot.

It wasnít very long ago
I asked the Lord to bless
And bring into this day His will,
His plan, His good, His best.

Now here I am, at pressure point
The lidís about to pop,
Considering my perfect plan
Not His to cause to stop.

The work Iíd planned to do was good,
But His was better yet.
The calls that came were His calls
Those needs now left unmet.

His real question quite ignored
The landlord didnít ask
He read my stance, my shortened phrase
And stayed behind his mask.

As I was fuming in my heart,
Wishing him to leave.
He longed to know the way to God
The joy of His reprieve.

Blinded by angerís boiling steam
I didnít see the need.
I only though about myself,
Now late Godís call to heed.

The pot sits blackened on the stove
The flame not even low.
I feel no anger, only shame
To have denied Him so.


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Loren T. Lowery08/09/07
Hate to admit it, but this sounds a lot like some of my days at time. However, putting everyday pressures into verse helped to relieve some of the steam buildidng up in the pot. Got a lot out of this...thanks for sharing.
Joanne Sher 08/09/07
LOVE the imagery. This was an absolute pleasure to read (oh, and VERY convicting as well). You have given me a word picture I will not soon forget.
Verna Cole Mitchell 08/09/07
Your analogy is superb. I love your stanza about God's plans being the best. I had just read this morning in Proverbs 20:24 A man's steps are ordered by the Lord...
Christine Dunn08/10/07
Well done. I wonder how many of us have missed such opportunities just because we thought it wasn't a good time.
Betty Castleberry08/10/07
"Now here I am, at pressure point
The lidís about to pop,
Considering my perfect plan
Not His to cause to stop."

I can really relate to this. Good message. Very nicely done.
Marilyn Schnepp 08/10/07
Absolutely delightful Title, followed by a terrific, well written rhymed poem - which made alot of solid, good points. How could anyone spoil this creativity? (I'm sure you've already seen your "t" missing in thought)...so why should I add to your trauma of "flipping your lid," eh? Great Job! Really Neat! Loved it!
Linda Watson Owen08/13/07
Delightfully written! Full of real life, everyday experience that shoots straight to the heart! This poem is 'right on'.
Joy Faire Stewart08/14/07
The poem is right on target and with a great lesson. Excellent writing.
Pam Carlson-Hetland08/14/07
I am not normally a person who gets much out of poetry, but this hit me right where I am lately...just simmering and ready to blow. Thank you for reminding me that those interruptions that make me want to scream are really God. This has a really nice flow. Great writing, greater message well said.
Mariane Holbrook08/15/07
This was great. I loved it! I might have chosen a better 2nd line in the second stanza, though because "schedule" is hard to pronounce in 3 syllables.
Minor point, though. I did enjoy it and it was well written!
Dee Yoder 08/15/07
I will remember the title and remind myself of what God's intentions could be for me on any given day. Imagery that is lovely to read and remember!
Brenda Welc08/15/07
Very well stated. I liked how this flowed with things that truly happpen. Great writing.
George Parler 08/15/07
Now that was a fun way of delivering a very important message. I really like the rhythm of this piece. Good job!
Jan Ackerson 11/30/07
Lynda, I'm going to feature this poem on the Front Page showcase for the week of Dec. 17. Look for it on the FW home page!
Beth LaBuff 12/17/07
This is very well-written. I like all the cooking/heating allusions. Your title is great. Congrats on being the FW Frontpage showcase writer!
Joanne Sher 12/18/07
Loved this the first time I read it - and still do. Wonderful stuff, my friend - congrats for your showcase!
Debbie Wistrom12/19/07
I wish I'd read this yesterday, boy was my pot black, but God spoke to me today and told me to apologize and I did and praise Jesus, I'm not even warm to the touch, let alone, boiling over. THANKS!
Sara Harricharan 12/20/07
WOW! Glad I got to read this piece. Sounds like how my day started off...though it is staggering along at a much better rate now. ^_^ I like how the title set the scene for comparisions between life and cooking. "The Pot, red hot" was my favorite line. Great job! (Congrats on being in the showcase!)
Irene Joshua12/21/07
Wonderful way to see God's plan in everyday happenings. Thanks a lot , will learn and apply it. Great poetry.
Irene
Betty Castleberry12/23/07
I liked this the first time I read it, and I still like it. Congratulations on it being featured.