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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Vision (08/03/06)

TITLE: Valley of Vision
By Jan Ross
08/04/06


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Valley of Vision



I am deafened by the thunderous sound of my enemies. They have chased after me in relentless pursuit. Their clamor reverberates off the mountains encompassing me round about. My valley of refuge has become my prison. When will I be free? When will it end? The fiery arrows, the distant roar of insults being hurled from vulgar mouths, the stench of pagan incense looming in the air, yet I must endure!

I lay awake at night remembering the glorious day of my unexpected visitation Ö the horn of oil, the celebration, the everlasting covenant, but now look at me! From the heights of the mountaintop to the lowest depths of this valley, Iíve plummeted. How will I find strength to go on? And yet, I know I must.

The darkness is thick, as if it can be pierced asunder with my sword. My shield is weighed down by the heaviness of clouds. My helmet is wet with dew, soaked with sweat from my brow. My eyes are open, yet I do not see. My enemy provokes me day and night. I will not succumb!

My days have grown into weeks and weeks into months. My weariness like leprosy spreads throughout my flesh. My bones burn deep within me with merciless exhaustion. The enemy lurks Ö I feel his breath on my neck! Will I ever be free from the tempterís snare? Will I ever break loose from the clutches of death? Will I ever see the mountaintop again?

My enemy has no face yet his nostrils breathe fire. Everywhere I turn he looms. I cannot continue in this valley blinded, alone and secluded within the pressing presence of temptation. Take me back to the mountain where I flourish! Hide me in the cleft of a rock. Shelter me in the shadow of Your wings! Encompass me round about with songs of deliverance. Fight my battles for me! Shatter the teeth of my enemies!

Sleep finally overtakes my heavy eyes. I sense the release of my enemyís torment as my dreams carry me gently to dawn. The morning breaks forth with glorious light and the sun bursts with gladness. Suddenly Iím aware of a burning deep in my soul.

The Wellspring! I must find my way to the Wellspring for there Iíll find life. There Iíll find freedom! The vision in my mind gives way to reality; I push my way through my looming pursuers.

Strength! My weakness evolves into strength as I press on. The press is hard and almost unbearable. Iím drawn to the Light! I see the glimmering as it beckons me, ďCome!Ē Step by step Iím compelled to walk in the path. Press on! I must press on!

Why must I walk through this valley? My God is more powerful than this! With the sound of His voice deliverance could be mine. Yet, the Light of His glory was dimmed until this moment. As I press on, the enemyís grip releases my captured soul. Once totally imprisoned, I now run toward freedom.

Where is my enemy? Where are my pursuers? I am safe in this valley! My eyes are open! I see so clearly as if I had never seen before. The mountaintop Ö had it been my test and I sorely failed? Have I allowed my heart to give way to sin? How could I have been so blind? How could sin purchase my allegiance so cheaply? Oh my God, how could I have forsaken You?

I am overwhelmed by the brightness of Your grandeur. I thirst after You with an unquenchable thirst. The Well is not far off Ö I can clearly see Him! Lead me, oh King eternal, and draw me to You, my Wellspring of Life.

I dip my cup, I am renewed. Clear water effervescent with Life pours deep, quenching my parched soul. I drink and am satisfied. I sit under the shadow of the pavilion; I hear Your voice ever so clearly Ö

ďMy son, your wandering has not escaped My watchful eye. I have heard your voice from out of My holy temple; day and night your cry has ascended unto Me. Your mountains were too lofty Ė you could not see! Ahhh, but the valley has given you sight! To drink of the Wellspring of Life from the mountain heights, you had to first walk through the Valley of Vision. You have been tested and tried Ö you have come forth as pure gold.Ē

Selah.


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Jan Ackerson 08/10/06
A prose Psalm--very nice! It's as if we're reading David's thoughts while he's right in the midst of his turmoil, and at some point he thinks, "when this is over, I've got to write all this down." And then we get a Psalm! I'm not sure if that made sense, but I loved the Selah at the end, because it reinforced the "Psalm-ness" of this piece.
Brenda Craig08/10/06
Wow! A word of encouragement and overcoming grace.

Sleep finally overtakes my heavy eyes. I sense the release of my enemyís torment as my dreams carry me gently to dawn. The morning breaks forth with glorious light and the sun bursts with gladness. Suddenly Iím aware of a burning deep in my soul.

I could relate to this wonderful Pslam of the heart. Many times I have found myself being pursued by the enemy of my soul. Just yesterday I saw His glorious light dawn on a dream of my heart, waking me to endless potential.

As I read this, I find Him speaking to my dream, to my heart, releasing me to walk out His destiny for me. Thank you for writing this anointed word. My heart is truly blessed.
david grant08/12/06
Yes. Good. I saw it as a psalm too before I read the other comments.
Dolores Stohler08/12/06
Well done! I knew it was David from the very first paragraph. This should be in the magazine--sort of a condensed version of Psalms.
Rita Garcia08/14/06
Powerful! This really does sing out to be published! Encouragement and inspiration wrapped up in a Psalms!!
terri tiffany08/14/06
Wow...really well-written. Every word carried it forward.
Trina Courtenay08/14/06
Wow, this sure is some awesome writing talent! May the Lord continue to guide your quill as you write to glorify HIM!
Venice Kichura08/14/06
WOW! This is exceptional! It won't be long before you're moving up!
Jen Davis08/14/06
Very powerful writing. Having reached the end, I felt called back to the beginning to read over once again. Great work!
Caitlynn Lowe08/14/06
A very nice and enjoyable read.
T. F. Chezum08/14/06
Very well written. A totally enjoyable read.
Joanne Sher 08/15/06
So lovely. I truly enjoyed the poetry of this prose.
Marty Wellington 08/16/06
Wow. So many images and words of encouragement wrapped up in an excellent package. Bravo!
Shari Armstrong 08/16/06
Oh wow - and how -so cool (two topics in one :) ) Love it!
Cheryl Harrison 08/16/06
Captivating. These words were especially sobering ...

The mountaintop Ö had it been my test and I sorely failed? Have I allowed my heart to give way to sin? How could I have been so blind? How could sin purchase my allegiance so cheaply? Oh my God, how could I have forsaken You?

Keep up the great work!