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: Hide and Seek (08/07/08)

TITLE: A wonderful and cruel game
By Preacher Johnson
08/13/08


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

The bulldozer and backhoe are at the ready.

Our wonderful and cruel game of hide and seek is over and our playground will soon be no more.

Oh the blessings of this wonderful game! Three days after the fire, prying open a melted freezer, we found the top of our youngest daughter’s wedding cake, still frozen.

Under the charred and melted remains, of what used to be a closet, came the discovery of our oldest daughter’s wedding dress, only in need of cleaning.

As in hide and seek, the wonder of the search is in the things we find. Every day for two weeks we come to the old homestead, looking, lifting, shifting, searching, finding. A box of baseball cards, a child’s dress, a high school yearbook, baby quilts, all buried in the ashes, all wonderful finds.

However, sometimes in hide and seek, “it” will lose; this is the cruelty of the game. Wedding rings soon to be under the massive weight of the dozer, a teddy bear from my youth now only ashes of the heap. Volumes upon volumes of words, great words of faith, Spurgeon, Moody, Whitefield, Edwards, Finney, gone, taken by the fury of the fire.

Hide and seek is only played in this rubble to find material things. The memories, the spirit of the family, these items were never lost, no need to seek the ashes for these things. The memories of holiday meals, laughter, arguments, kisses, hugs, prayers, and dreams, none of these lost, coming as naturally as before.

Soon there will be an open piece of ground where our house stood. We searched and found all we could but our home is always in our hearts, never needing to be searched for.


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 433 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Kristin Slavik08/15/08
I liked the comparisons between the vast array of feelings one would feel after a fire. I think it could be expanded a little to make the reader feel more attached to the emotions that the person is feeling. Good job and keep writing!
Ellen Dodson08/18/08
I like how you start with the precious objects that are found before following with the big one that was lost. You capture both sadness and hope, but I would like more detail. This seems like a great beginning of something bigger.
James Dixon08/19/08
Loosing material stuff we find things of greater value. I think you had more to tell us and wanted to hear what you had to say.

You have an engaing style and could sustain a longer piece.
Sara Harricharan 08/20/08
Ah, your title says it all, this certainly fits the topic and you make it more than real to go through this experience of a home burned to the ground. I loved the lesson in here though. Well done! ^_^
Marlene Austin08/20/08
Heart-wrenching personal narrative. Your title says it all... It had to take a lot of courage to write this from such a personal perspective. :)