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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: White (10/29/09)

TITLE: White, Fright , Light and Might
By Margaret Kearley
11/03/09


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The sweet scent of victory hung in the air,
The conquerors returning in full battle dress.
The warring was over, Tíwas now time to share
The plunder, the honours, the tales of success.
But one man of courage with joy had no part
As he felt sheer despair eat away at his heart.

The mighty commander, courageous to save,
Had known many battles, against foes withstood.
So highly regarded, in battle so brave,
Oh, how could this happen when life was so good?
His body bore signs that all feared to see
The white tell-tale marks that announced leprosy.

Those white unmistakable sores on his skin,
Heíd stared unbelieving, yet knowing the cause.
Though just small white lesions he knew they would bring
A life-alteration, an unknown dark course.
A brave, fearless soldier, he now faced instead
A future uncertain that filled him with dread.

But into the centre of that familyís plight,
Through strange, providential, mysteries of grace,
An Israelite slave-girl, as Godís shining light,
Spoke words of hope in that dark, suffering place.
A white signpost shining in nightís darkest hour,
She pointed the way to the God of all power.

Her words lit a light and a journey began,
A journey confronting his anger and pride.
At last, with humility, that great mighty man
Stood on Jordanís banks surveying its tide.
In faith he stepped in, on Godís word did lean,
As he trusted at last to wash and be clean.

Seven times he dipped, obeying the Lord,
Then stared at his skin, now quite pure, undefiled.
The white marks had gone, he was fully restored,
His skin was as soft as that of a child.
Thanksgiving to God heíd forever declare.
The sweet scent of praise hung strong in the air.



My life was diseased by the markings of sin
Till humbly, in faith, He brought me to see
He died in my place, and through His suffering
Iíve been given new life because He died for me.
Cleansed and attired in Christís wonderful dress,
The white spotless robe of His pure righteousness.


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Laury Hubrich 11/05/09
I've never ever read a poem about this account from the Bible. Very good:)
Linda Wright11/07/09
This is a wonderful account of Naaman and his journey to be healed. The rhyme and the flow of this poem are very good. Also, the spiritual application to your life makes this poem a real beauty. Well done. Linda