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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Patience (08/21/08)

TITLE: Tatiana's Lesson
By Pamela Kliewer
08/25/08


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Tatiana lifted her skirts as she walked across the carpet of emerald grass so to keep the dew from dampening the hem. Mist curled in and around the trees just ahead; the rising sun giving the forest an ethereal glow.

The Master had asked her to meet Him at the pool in the middle of the forest, as He had something He wished to discuss with her.

Tatiana always found pleasure in going to the pool – flowers of every kind surrounded it – their brilliant hues delighting her eyes, their scents intoxicating. There was also a myriad of trees, offering cool shade on a hot day. One tree had always intrigued her. It was always full of fruit – varied in size, color and texture. She was determined to ask the Master about it today, certain He would be able to tell her about it.

Approaching the pool she noticed the Master sitting near its edge, His white garments shimmering in the sunlight just peeking through the trees. His right hand trailed in the water, His brow furrowed, as if in thought.

As He saw her approach, His eyes filled with gladness, and He rose to meet her. “Tatiana, I’m happy you have come to meet with Me today,” He said as He embraced her.

Settling into His embrace, Tatiana felt warmth flow through her. She pulled back, looking into His eyes. Conviction suddenly filled her heart. “Master what is it? What is it you need to talk with me about? Please, I cannot bear the anguish my soul feels at this moment.”

“Ah, Tatiana, girl of the tender heart. Keep that always, as it will keep you pure. Child, see this tree?” He motioned to the tree she wanted to ask Him about.

“Yes, Master, I was going to ask You about it this very morning.”

“There is something you have need of from this tree. You actually need all that is represented here, but one of the fruit in particular.” He said, His voice filled with compassion.

Tatiana’s eyes widened. She had longed for quite some time to taste of this fruit. Fear had held her back. She looked at Him, her eyes questioning.

“This tree is the fruit of the Holy Spirit and the one I want to talk to you about today is patience.”

Tatiana blushed, feeling the heat rise in her face. She pictured herself just this morning, impatient at the smallest things. Water for her bath taking too long to heat atop the wood stove, her brush getting caught in the tangles of her curly brown hair, her little sister asking numerous questions and she snapping at her in response, “Just be quiet! I have much to do and you’re being a nuisance.”

She had left her sister in tears as she came to meet with the Master. The conviction she felt earlier became stronger. Dropping her head, her eyes filled with tears that soon spilled over, falling silently to the ground. So painful was the realization of her impatience, her body ached knowing the hurt she had caused not only her Master, but her young sister as well.

“Tatiana.” The Master spoke her name with such love, it compelled her to raise her head and look into His eyes.

What she saw there astounded her.

Not irritation, anger, or disgust.

But patience.

In that moment she knew, with startling clarity, where she could learn patience.

Sitting at His feet, daily.

With just a look the Master had spoken clearly to her heart. She began to weep tears of contrition.

The Master took her in his arms, held her head to His chest and smoothing her hair, sang a love song just for her. Her soul filled with unspeakable joy as she turned from Him, eager to make amends with her sister.

Her heart was now as clear as the deep blue pool she loved so much. Forgetting about the hem of her skirt, she began to run, tripping and falling. “Oh! These blasted…”

“Daughter, patience…”

“Oh Master, will I ever learn?” Tatiana inquired, looking up at Him, her face colored with shame.

“Yes, child. Keep your eyes on Me. You will learn.”

Rising, she gave Him a quick hug, and lifting her skirts, took off running again.

Time passed. Tatiana grew in serenity as she spent time with the Master of patience, learning from Him what the word meant and how to employ it in her life.


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Jan Ackerson 08/29/08
Very nice allegory.
Verna Cole Mitchell 08/29/08
The lesson in your very well written allegory is priceless.
Ellen Dodson08/29/08
At first I thought that Tatiana must already be in Heaven with Jesus, and was surprised when I discovered that--figuratively, and, yet, not so figuratively--she goes to Jesus in her prayer/quiet time. This is the kind of thing that I wish I could express to unbelievers--the reality, the tangibility (Is that a word?) of going to Christ. I feel so much like Tatiana. Almost daily I have to ask Jesus for patience. ; )
Glynis Becker 08/31/08
Nicely done. I wasn't sure where this was going when it started, but the ending really drew me in. Beautiful.
Allison Egley 08/31/08
Oh, this is good. I especailly loved the opening paragraph.

One suggestion... Consider not capitalizing all the pronouns at first. Let people suspect that the Master is God, but let them wonder for a bit too.

Over all, a great story. We all need to remember Who teaches us!
Lynda Schultz 08/31/08
A lesson I could use some help with. Interesting approach to devotional life. Nicely done.
Dee Yoder 09/03/08
Very unique to you, Sarah! Love this allegory and the lesson to be learned by sitting at our Master's feet. I have much to learn from Him, too!
Leah Nichols 09/03/08
It threw me a little when the conviction entered in partway down....perhaps introducing her state of mind a little earlier might help. Overall, a very nice entry and great devotional. Good job!
Valarie Sullivan09/04/08
Aw, a love song just for her. That touched my heart!
Great piece!
Joshua Janoski09/04/08
Your writing has improved so much since I first started reading your pieces (not that they ever were bad, but you have gotten even better). I agree with the above comments in regards to this being a beautiful allegory. Let us all take the time to learn patience from the Master.
Marijo Phelps11/26/08
Very imaginative and descriptive. Enjoyed the piece and the lesson - touching.