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

TITLE: The Whip
By Melanie Kerr
08/09/07


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I was not there the day He came
And yet I felt His lash
His whip upon rapacious flesh
As stalls and tables crash

I knew Him as a gentle man
Who smoothed out broken reeds
He would not blow out flickering flames
But stooped to meet men’s needs

He went into the temple grounds
And saw the market there
The “House of God” a “den of thieves”
Was more than He could bear

The merchants selling doves and lambs
Their aim - to cheat and steal
The money changers stained with greed
Consumed the pilgrims’ zeal

A whip was fashioned by His hand
And wielded in His rage
The tables clattered, money fell
And doves escaped their cage

“You dare to bring corrupted things
Into this holy place!
This house of prayer – a market stall
How deep is your disgrace!”

I wasn’t there, and yet I felt
The sting of every blow
That side by side with sin I live
How much this grieves Him so!

My life, His temple, called to be
A place of righteous prayer
And yet it’s filled with worldly things
And worship’s seldom there

I will surrender to Your whip
Repent of selfish greed
“Come purify with holy fire
My heart, my life,” I plead.


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Jan Ross08/09/07
My life, His temple, called to be
A place of righteous prayer
And yet it’s filled with worldly things
And worship’s seldom there

I will surrender to Your whip
Repent of selfish greed
“Come purify with holy fire
My heart, my life,” I plead.

This brought me to tears; more than that, it makes me so aware that His temple is indeed called "and yet it's filled with worldly things". What a powerful impact this has. Great job! :)
Verna Cole Mitchell 08/09/07
This is a poem to read again and again in order to savor the words and the meaning so beautifully written.
Lynda Schultz 08/09/07
This is wonderful.
Betty Castleberry08/11/07
You are a wordsmith. Very well done.
Linda Watson Owen08/13/07
I've never seen any exposition of this scripture that so brilliantly conveys its holy truth...and you did it in verse! Brilliant, beautiful, and incisive. Straight to the heart and soul of the matter!
Joanne Sher 08/14/07
This was chilling and amazing. Just excellent.
Jan Ackerson 08/15/07
Oooh, this is really, really good! Just long enough, and the last few stanzas have the desired "gasp" factor. Great job.
Kristen Hester08/15/07
I don't know what to say except EXCELLENT!
Joy Faire Stewart08/15/07
Truly a Master with words! This is fabulous.
Dee Yoder 08/15/07
Beautiful imagery. I think you captured what He was thinking and feeling on that day, and how it ties to our hearts as Christians.
Loren T. Lowery08/15/07
What a great, profound insight into this act of anger coming from our Saviour. This thought will stay with me for a long, long time.
Beth LaBuff 08/16/07
This is beautiful. Your meter is very pleasing and your word choice is absolutely wonderful. Congrats on your EC!!!
Sally Hanan08/24/07
Fantastic work Melanie - good to see you back where you belong :)