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TITLE: A Feast in the Desert | Previous Challenge Entry
By Frankie Kemp
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The foe was successful in many attempts to turn the lush land into a dry, barren dessert. He was victorious in turning many of the King’s subjects against their Supreme Ruler, but the King did not watch long and silently. His purpose was constant and sure. He looked down from his mighty fortress and witnessed the destruction of the land. He heard the cries of his subjects, wrestling with hunger and thirst in the desert, constantly seeking a way to defeat the foe and return to the King. He sent his beloved son, a Prince beyond perfection, with a lavish feast, prepared specifically for each subject, whose names were all known to him before they were born.
The Prince was sent at a great cost. Leaving the fortress and descending to the desert with his feast, he knew that he was entering into the rebellion sickening his father’s land. He knew that he would be offering his own life to the foe in order to bring a feast to the hungry subjects, but such was his pure desire to reclaim what belonged to his father that he cared not for the loss of his own life. He willingly offered it, trusting in the power and faithfulness of his father to rout all enemies. Being sent, the Prince did give his life. His blood was shed by the dark enemy, but just when the subjects of the land believed that all was lost and that the enemy would prevail, their King looked down again from his fortress and breathed life anew into the broken body of his son. Taking hold of his second breath, the resurrected Prince loosed a new power upon his gathered subjects. Exhaling life, he gave them a shared inheritance and a whispered promise of his constant presence among them.
“I return to the fortress of my father,” he proclaimed, “but I do not leave you alone. As you partake of the feast I have brought to you, you partake of my position as the beloved son of A Mighty King. I return to my father, but I leave you with hope. I prepare places for each of you within that mighty fortress. I will return for you when my father allows it. Until that day, you must go and share my feast with all who will partake. There are many more subjects who are hungry and will accept this feast. They will not know of it unless you take it and share it with them.” Having said these words, the Prince was drawn back to the King’s fortress, leaving his subjects marveling and gazing on.
Overpowered by the Spirit of their Prince, the subjects quickly went to work, first devouring their feast and then spreading out into the kingdom to share its bounty. Many more subjects were revived and given life because of the feast, and the more they went, the more subjects and more land they reclaimed for the King. This angered the King’s evil foe. Sensing his own imminent defeat, he began a desperate counter-attack. He proposed within his wicked imaginings to set conflict between the subjects. He spread among them with vicious lies and worked to turn them against each other, hoping they would forget their feast. For brief moments, his efforts prevailed, but only in keeping with the King’s purposes. The Prince’s death and resurrection had forever sealed the foe’s defeat and the power of the feast. The King’s subjects learned the enemy’s schemes and promptly sought nourishment from the feast to defeat him. The Mighty King reclaimed his kingdom, one subject at a time, through the power of a feast served in a barren desert.
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Beautiful job. Thank you.
God Bless~
I would have capitalized every reference to the Mighty King and the Prince. Meaning "He" "Him" "His" and "Son". Just my own preference.
This sentence seemed odd to me: Being sent, the Prince did give his life.
You just explained why He gave His life. The phrase "being sent" feels odd and out of place.
This is me being nitpicky. More often than not, I loved your choice of words and the flow of the piece. You are a strong writer. Nicely done.