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
  

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: Vote/Voted off the Island (05/29/14)

TITLE: Called to Something More
By Nancy Bucca
06/04/14


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

They weren't desired anymore
They'd lost the skills required
To please a cold, machine-based world
To techno-gadgets wired

They didn't fit the requisite
Robotic mindset mold
That bonds to icy cubicles
Encased in fool's gold

Such push-button mentality
Our friends had long outgrown
That's why they voted to depart
That dreary, hard-drive zone

They chose to leave the isle
Of pad, web, I-tune, and smart phone
In favor of careers detached
From rule of flesh and bone

Take Kyle, ex-blind man, seeing past
The bounds of normal scope
No man-made medicine could give
This guy such fervent hope

Amid a sea of charcoal screens
Kyle shimmered like a jewel
But his sharp eyes evoked outcries
From colleagues jealous, cruel

His strength of vision dwarfed their own,
His talent roused their ire
Campaigns were waged to smear his name
With calls to "boot" and "fire!"

But Kyle's friend Jeff, who once was deaf,
Helped foil their design
He blew his whistle, told the truth,
And then chose to resign

With honest ears the two dodged jeers,
The mockers they ignored,
But welcomed cheers that challenged,
"To shrink back we can't afford"

(especially when your commission comes straight from the Lord. Oh, and here's another one:)

Once lame Celeste sports too much zest
To sit behind a desk
Her springy step demands a task
Less cramped and zombiesque

Before her healing, all she did
Was scrounge and skimp and beg,
Prime candidate to test a new
brand of prosthetic leg

But now she lives to spread the news
Of how her scourge was cured
The one-time Health Care poster child
Delights to spread the Word!

Why stay confined behind four walls
When you were meant to soar?
Why plant your hands in sinking sands
On some reclusive shore?

They vetoed HIS existence too,
So do not be surprised
If some elect to reject you
They're sure to ostracize

For those who don't fit in are often
Called to something more
Do you hear the Master's tap?
He's knocking on your door

If you don't fit in, perhaps you're called to something more...


"Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in..." Luke 14:23


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 46 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 06/05/14
This was an interesting take. Do any of us really fit in? Your last line was golden and I felt a sense of peace blanket me.
Camille (C D) Swanson 06/06/14
Beautiful insightful and creative.

The ending was perfect!

God bless~