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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Breathe (08/19/10)

TITLE: Final Freedom
By Holly Westefeld
08/26/10


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Final Freedom

The Sculptor deftly formed His masterpiece,
Then filled the nostrils with His breath, and stood.
Surveying all creation, He was pleased,
Proclaiming that His world was very good.

He placed them in the garden He had made,
Where they inhaled the fragrances, so sweet,
Of fruit and flowers on the trees of shade,
Permitted all but one from which to eat.

But as they strode and came upon that tree,
The crafty snake seductive ut'rance breathed,
Of wisdom to be gained, like God to be.
They knew, at once, that they had been deceived.

'Twas folly from the Lord to try to hide.
His curse imparted with a heavy heart.
Their access to the tree of life denied
By angels' flaming sword the way to guard.

As evil spread, infesting all the land,
God's heart was greatly burdened by the pain.
He grieved that he had given breath to man,
Yet found one righteous fam'ly to sustain.

In time, the people's pride grew great again.
They planned a city with a tower grand,
But God confused the languages of men,
Deflated, He dispersed them 'cross the land.

A covenant God made with Abraham,
Gave him a son, then sought to test the depth
Of trust he had. He passed, and then the ram,
Revealed, allowed him to release his breath.

Another covenant our Lord fulfilled,
When willingly He hung upon the cross,
And suffocated 'til His body stilled,
In order to the book of life emboss

With all the names of those who trust in Him,
Inscribed there by the power of His blood
And sealed when God resurrected Him,
Releasing on the church the Spirit's flood.

One victory remains for Christ, our King,
To bring His kingdom to His ones who grieve,
And wipe away each tear so we may sing
His praises, once we truly, freely breathe.


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Theresa Santy 08/26/10
Amen!

Through your poetic prose the awesome story was well-told.

(And THAT, my sentence above, is why I never try to write poetry)

But I always admire anyone who can, and you did it well.
:)
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/27/10
Beautiful, it just flows so nicely.