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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: "Splash" 4-11-13 Deadline (04/04/13)

TITLE: The Paintbrush
By Marlene Bonney


The only Light in sight, like a bright candle burning in the darkest night, God stood in the middle of the inky black expanse. Separate, yet three-in-one, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit communed, balancing on the brink of all creation while planning each successive move like master chess players. Each meticulous detailófrom the beginning of time into endless eternityóhad been conceived and was ready to be fulfilled.

Commanding expansive light into existence, God separated it from the darkness; morning and night, hours and minutes, and seasons and years taking shape at their mere mention. At His direction, great sea waves splashed against forming land and sky as the watered divided. Plants and trees and all other vegetation appeared, splotches connected to the ground by roots woven into the fertile soil, followed by two heated balls flung into the sky. The brighter sun would rule the day and the dimmer moon would govern the night, along with numberless sparkling stars--white against black a dazzling display much like diamonds against dark velvet. Fish and birds, each individual and unique, were created to fill the waters and the sky. Multitudes of land animals joined them, living creatures in classes by themselves, each so different as to be one-of-a-kind.

And God observed what He had created and was pleased.

Shadings formed, sprinkling and spattering colors upon all that had been made, offering a kaleidoscope of bright and pastel tints pleasing to the eye. Godís fingers became paintbrushes, coloring and designing each individual living thing, sometimes with carefully drawn precision and other times flung haphazardly, splashing and splattering accidentally-on-purpose like a paint-balled mural.

And God observed what He had created and was pleased.

Snow-capped mountains, rolling meadows, luscious fruit trees and breathtaking landscapes were showered with a variety of colors, a dismembered future rainbow streaked across their surfaces. Full-blooming flowers sprouted magnificent blooms thrown from Godís palette and then sprinkled with pollen dust to reproduce. Fields of wildflowers hemmed the Garden of Eden, spray-painted from Godís arsenal of limitless imagination.

And God observed what He had created and was pleased.

Snowflakes turning somersaults, leaves dancing in the breeze, clouds floating in the sky and lush vegetation perfuming the air were all meshed together to compliment the Garden for His newest and final creation. Gathering the earthís dust into His hands, God formed man in His image and puffed into his nostrils the breath of life. And all the while, colors continued to stream from His thoughts onto all He had created before. A dash of yellow here, a daub of red there, raining speckles of violet flowing from His outstretched arms in all directions and spreading splashes of color from one end of the universe to the other.

Then God caused the man, Adam, to fall into a deep sleep while He took a rib from his side to create a woman helpmate for him named Eve and she became Adamís wife. They lived in the picturesque Garden of Eden watered by four rivers. Because sinís taint had not yet colored earthís virgin, magical environment, they were surrounded by ethereal beauty never to be equaled again until He comes again and makes a New Earth.

And God observed all He had created and was pleased.

Sometimes when I see a beautiful sunset, or walk in a forest or garden, or sit on the grass of a meadow adorned with undisturbed wildflowers, I am awestruck at Godís ingenuity and the privilege we have to enjoy this nature designed by Him. Not content with black and white, His splashes of color are everywhere, adorning the world as we know it. Elaborately pruned and landscaped gardens, hothouses and nurseries of every imaginable bloom in existence, carefully manicured plantation fields and estates, and greenhouse-grown plantings, however, are nothing compared to the single yellow splash of a stubborn sunflower breaking through a cement crack or the cascades of varying shades of a sunrise painted across the horizon.

And I observe what God has created and am pleased.

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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 04/12/13
This is lovely. You have such vivid descriptions. The repetition with the slight twist at the end as brilliant. I totally enjoyed this.
Carolyn Ancell04/15/13
Beautoful, descriptive writing. I really liked your punctuation of God's natural beauty with the example of the sunflower stubbornly growing up from the crack surpassing all our human-made and manicured work.
C D Swanson 04/17/13
Interesting story, fresh and brilliant in its approach to the topic at hand. I really liked it.

God bless~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 04/18/13
Congratulations on ranking 28 overall!