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Elijah, My Tubie

My first born son is an amazing boy named Elijah.  After several years of trying to have a child and being told I could not have any children, I was overjoyed that I was expecting. Little did I know what was in store for me.  

When I gave birth to Elijah, I had every expectation of a normal birth.  I expected the doctor to hand me my amazing new baby boy, while Dad cut the cord, and we all celebrated a new life.  Those expectations were quickly dashed, and what was supposed to be a happy day turned to one of horror and despair.

Elijah, the name we gave him, was not breathing.  We had learned that there was meconium and he may have inhaled it.  It seemed like an eternity went by before we finally heard a faint cry.  It wasn't really a cry.  It was more of a short sigh every few seconds.  Within minutes, our room was flooded with people.  They rushed my precious Elijah away to the intensive care unit.  At this time, Elijah went through many attempts to increase his oxygen levels.  With intubation and other forms of treatment, his oxygen was still only 60 percent.  The hospital was no longer able to care for him, and he was moved to two other hospitals, ending up at UVA, a two hour drive from our home.  Shortly after he arrived there, the doctors discovered that he had a very serious heart defect.  There was nothing I could do.  I was stuck two hours away from my son, and he  was dying.  

The next day, the doctors let me leave, and my husband and I made the two hour trip to UVA to be with our son.  I will never forget seeing him for the first time.  He was filled with fluid and almost completely blue.  Doctors stood in front of me arguing with each other whether Elijah's heart was worse, or his lungs.  Finally, they decided that Elijah needed a last ditch method to try and save his life; ECMO.  ECMO stands for extracorporeal membrane oxygenation.  This machine is the size of a home office desk and is an artificial heart and lung.  It allows the body time to heal while the machine does all the work needed for survival.  They place the baby on a high table, where they then place tubes into the jugular and carotid. They drain the blood from the body, run it through the machine, and pump it back into the body.  It is not without risks and complications.  Every day on the machine, chance of survival decreases.  After Elijah had been on the machine for three days, the doctors decided to do open heart surgery, on Mother's Day, of all days.  The heart defect Elijah had is called Total Anomalous Pulmonary Venous Return. This basically means all of the blood from the heart was being pumped to the lungs, and then back to the heart.  Only a small amount of oxygenated blood was reaching the rest of the body by a hole at the top of the heart that never closed at birth.  

Due to God, and God alone, Elijah survived all of this.  He did however suffer some long term effects.  Today, he is ten years old.  My amazing miracle baby.  He currently is diagnosed with autism, and epilepsy.  Due to the lack of oxygen, the nerves in his stomach and intestines were damaged.  He is not able to digest food.  For this reason, he is one hundred percent dependent on tube feedings.  There is no cure for this condition, and he will likely be tube fed for the rest of his life.  Elijah also has autonomic dysfunction, that causes his body to not regulate like others when it comes to body temperature, heart rate, and emotions.   He is followed by several specialist, and takes fourteen medications daily to manage his symptoms.  He is a very smart boy with a higher than average IQ.  He is currently in 5th grade and attends school online at home.  He loves to solve problems.  He enjoys science, with weather being his subject of interest.  He loves Mine Craft, My Singing Monsters, and Pokemon Go.  He also loves to read, and the Bible is his favorite book.  He has been through so many hardships, but he is the sweetest boy you will ever meet.  I am so excited to see what God has in store for my amazing boy, Elijah!

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Elijah, My Tubie
My first born son is an amazing boy named Elijah.  After several years of trying to have a child and being told I could not have any children, I was overjoyed that I was expecting. Little did I know what was in store for me.  
When I gave birth to Elijah, I had every expectation of a normal birth.  I expected the doctor to hand me my amazing new baby boy, while Dad cut the cord, and we all celebrated a new life.  Those expectations were quickly dashed, and what was supposed to be a happy day turned to one of horror and despair.
Elijah, the name we gave him, was not breathing.  We had learned that there was meconium and he may have inhaled it.  It seemed like an eternity went by before we finally heard a faint cry.  It wasn't really a cry.  It was more of a short sigh every few seconds.  Within minutes, our room was flooded with people.  They rushed my precious Elijah away to the intensive care unit.  At this time, Elijah went through many attempts to increase his oxygen levels.  With intubation and other forms of treatment, his oxygen was still only 60 percent.  The hospital was no longer able to care for him, and he was moved to two other hospitals, ending up at UVA, a two hour drive from our home.  Shortly after he arrived there, the doctors discovered that he had a very serious heart defect.  There was nothing I could do.  I was stuck two hours away from my son, and he  was dying.  
The next day, the doctors let me leave, and my husband and I made the two hour trip to UVA to be with our son.  I will never forget seeing him for the first time.  He was filled with fluid and almost completely blue.  Doctors stood in front of me arguing with each other whether Elijah's heart was worse, or his lungs.  Finally, they decided that Elijah needed a last ditch method to try and save his life; ECMO.  ECMO stands for extracorporeal membrane oxygenation.  This machine is the size of a home office desk and is an artificial heart and lung.  It allows the body time to heal while the machine does all the work needed for survival.  They place the baby on a high table, where they then place tubes into the jugular and carotid. They drain the blood from the body, run it through the machine, and pump it back into the body.  It is not without risks and complications.  Every day on the machine, chance of survival decreases.  After Elijah had been on the machine for three days, the doctors decided to do open heart surgery, on Mother's Day, of all days.  The heart defect Elijah had is called Total Anomalous Pulmonary Venous Return. This basically means all of the blood from the heart was being pumped to the lungs, and then back to the heart.  Only a small amount of oxygenated blood was reaching the rest of the body by a hole at the top of the heart that never closed at birth.  
Due to God, and God alone, Elijah survived all of this.  He did however suffer some long term effects.  Today, he is ten years old.  My amazing miracle baby.  He currently is diagnosed with autism, and epilepsy.  Due to the lack of oxygen, the nerves in his stomach and intestines were damaged.  He is not able to digest food.  For this reason, he is one hundred percent dependent on tube feedings.  There is no cure for this condition, and he will likely be tube fed for the rest of his life.  Elijah also has autonomic dysfunction, that causes his body to not regulate like others when it comes to body temperature, heart rate, and emotions.   He is followed by several specialist, and takes fourteen medications daily to manage his symptoms.  He is a very smart boy with a higher than average IQ.  He is currently in 5th grade and attends school online at home.  He loves to solve problems.  He enjoys science, with weather being his subject of interest.  He loves Mine Craft, My Singing Monsters, and Pokemon Go.  He also loves to read, and the Bible is his favorite book.  He has been through so many hardships, but he is the sweetest boy you will ever meet.  I am so excited to see what God has in store for my amazing boy, Elijah!
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I thought that I may start a blog.  My life is very unique.  Many have asked me to write.  I have not done it before now because I do have so much going on.  I have 7 boys.  They are now 10, 9, 7, 5, 4, 2 and 1 years old.  My husband is in the Navy.  We currently live in Virginia Beach, VA.  All of us have something medical or psychological, or developmental going on.  This has made our life very hard, but we love each other and Praise God for our amazing family.  I will start slowly introducing you to each of our family members.  I think it is best that I start with me.  I am 32 years old.  I was born in Virginia.  I'm going to skip over much of my life.  Just a few notes, my Dad was a minister, which led to me moving many times in my life.  When I was 15, my dad passed away of colon cancer.  As a child, I was sick often, but was passed over and thought to be a hypochondriac.  I met my husband in high school and we married in 2002.  He was in the Navy, so we moved to Washington State.  There I began to experience some very strange medical symptoms.  I still to this day do not know what all was going on.  After years of medical issues, I now have some diagnosis but not everything going on with me has been explained.  Here are my diagnosis at the moment.  I have Ehlers-Danlos syndrome.  This has answered many of the issues I have.  You can look online to learn more about this syndrome.  The main thing is it is a genetic disorder that causes my body to not make collagen.  There are many different levels of EDS, but collagen is in every part of the body.  Because of this, multiple systems can be affected.  For me, I struggle with easy bruising, sensitive skin, my right hip and right shoulder dislocate often.  I have times of pain and times where I am fine.  I can not do simple every day tasks.  One day while taking out the trash, I herniated a disk in my back.  I have to be very careful about lifting and bending over.  I do not even give my children baths.  My husband has to do it.  There is no cure for EDS, and it is a degenerative disease.  It is also autosomanal dominate genetic disorder which means a 50% chance for my children to inherit the condition.  As you will later see, several of them have.  Continuing on, I have 2 blood clotting factors, high cholesterol, sinus tachycardia, chronic bronchitis, pernicious anemia,  leukopenia, fused disk at T10/11, chronic fatigue, depression, anxiety, PTSD, MTHFR double mutation, pinched nerves in my neck, sponge kidney, calcium deposits in my kidney, and an unknown reason for repeat infections.  I know this is a lot.  If you were to meet me, you would have no idea that I have so much going on.  

Aside from the medical things about me, I love the Lord.  I spend much of my time studying the Bible as well as End time prophecy.  I am currently going to college for a degree in psychology.  I'm taking 2 classes at a time.  I play the piano, and I love to sing.  I love to learn anything new.  I especially like to study history.  I think that is good enough for right now.  I look forward to sharing more later.  God Bless!

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I thought that I may start a blog.  My life is very unique.  Many have asked me to write.  I have not done it before now because I do have so much going on.  I have 7 boys.  They are now 10, 9, 7, 5, 4, 2 and 1 years old.  My husband is in the Navy.  We currently live in Virginia Beach, VA.  All of us have something medical or psychological, or developmental going on.  This has made our life very hard, but we love each other and Praise God for our amazing family.  I will start slowly introducing you to each of our family members.  I think it is best that I start with me.  I am 32 years old.  I was born in Virginia.  I'm going to skip over much of my life.  Just a few notes, my Dad was a minister, which led to me moving many times in my life.  When I was 15, my dad passed away of colon cancer.  As a child, I was sick often, but was passed over and thought to be a hypochondriac.  I met my husband in high school and we married in 2002.  He was in the Navy, so we moved to Washington State.  There I began to experience some very strange medical symptoms.  I still to this day do not know what all was going on.  After years of medical issues, I now have some diagnosis but not everything going on with me has been explained.  Here are my diagnosis at the moment.  I have Ehlers-Danlos syndrome.  This has answered many of the issues I have.  You can look online to learn more about this syndrome.  The main thing is it is a genetic disorder that causes my body to not make collagen.  There are many different levels of EDS, but collagen is in every part of the body.  Because of this, multiple systems can be affected.  For me, I struggle with easy bruising, sensitive skin, my right hip and right shoulder dislocate often.  I have times of pain and times where I am fine.  I can not do simple every day tasks.  One day while taking out the trash, I herniated a disk in my back.  I have to be very careful about lifting and bending over.  I do not even give my children baths.  My husband has to do it.  There is no cure for EDS, and it is a degenerative disease.  It is also autosomanal dominate genetic disorder which means a 50% chance for my children to inherit the condition.  As you will later see, several of them have.  Continuing on, I have 2 blood clotting factors, high cholesterol, sinus tachycardia, chronic bronchitis, pernicious anemia,  leukopenia, fused disk at T10/11, chronic fatigue, depression, anxiety, PTSD, MTHFR double mutation, pinched nerves in my neck, sponge kidney, calcium deposits in my kidney, and an unknown reason for repeat infections.  I know this is a lot.  If you were to meet me, you would have no idea that I have so much going on.  
Aside from the medical things about me, I love the Lord.  I spend much of my time studying the Bible as well as End time prophecy.  I am currently going to college for a degree in psychology.  I'm taking 2 classes at a time.  I play the piano, and I love to sing.  I love to learn anything new.  I especially like to study history.  I think that is good enough for right now.  I look forward to sharing more later.  God Bless!
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Challenge of the Week #58: You are a victim of injustice, write a story about it. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $150. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
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Sodom revealed

My home was a place beyond compare.  Vast shades of green spun all around.  Transcendent and exquisite, the landscape sparkled in the illumination of the sun.

I quietly shuffled to the well, for water to supply my needs that day. 

A man, beaten, bruised, and ghastly to look upon lay in the street.

"Please give me water or bread," he begged.  

I contemplated only a blink, and knew I must help this poor wanderer, left for dead.

The law forbid anyone to feed a stranger.

I could not, and would not let this stop me from giving provision.

"You, there," shouted the guard, "What do you think you are doing!" 

My flesh rubbed against the jagged wall of rock.

My wrist burn from the ropes that held me tight.

Honey dripped from my dangling body.

The sweet aroma did nothing to calm the reality of my fate.

My punishment; abhorring.  Death by the sting of bees. 

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Challenge of the Week #58: You are a victim of injustice, write a story about it. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $150. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
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Sodom revealed
My home was a place beyond compare.  Vast shades of green spun all around.  Transcendent and exquisite, the landscape sparkled in the illumination of the sun.
I quietly shuffled to the well, for water to supply my needs that day. 
A man, beaten, bruised, and ghastly to look upon lay in the street.
"Please give me water or bread," he begged.  
I contemplated only a blink, and knew I must help this poor wanderer, left for dead.
The law forbid anyone to feed a stranger.
I could not, and would not let this stop me from giving provision.
"You, there," shouted the guard, "What do you think you are doing!" 
My flesh rubbed against the jagged wall of rock.
My wrist burn from the ropes that held me tight.
Honey dripped from my dangling body.
The sweet aroma did nothing to calm the reality of my fate.
My punishment; abhorring.  Death by the sting of bees. 
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Revenge, Camp, and Freedom

Another night of crazy dreams.  This time I seemed to be in a strange place.  Perhaps it was a future time.  I looked out a window and I saw fireworks over water.  I found it odd, since it was not a holiday and it was morning.  Men in boats were then trying to get large seals out of the area by pushing them with nets.  Things changed and I found myself in what looked liked a post apocalyptic time.  People of all kinds were scattered throughout this building.  Maybe it was a concentration type camp.  I stood to the side watching a man, but somehow I had control of him.  He was filled with a desire for revenge.  I followed him as he found the one he desired to kill.  A fight ensued.  In the end, he held this man in hands for a minute, and as everyone watched, he snapped his neck.  The crowd just turned and walked away.  Apparently, the man I was watching had earned his right to be safe and stay in this place.  He had other plans, however. He made plans to escape. Safety here was not enough.

He managed to find a way to outside.  He thought he had the advantage and was free at last.  There were piles of boxes full of food just sitting outside with no one in view.  He grabbed some food and something to drink.  Then suddenly, policeman appeared.  He began to run as fast as he could.  I woke up to the sound of my alarm.

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Another night of crazy dreams.  This time I seemed to be in a strange place.  Perhaps it was a future time.  I looked out a window and I saw fireworks over water.  I found it odd, since it was not a holiday and it was morning.  Men in boats were then trying to get large seals out of the area by pushing them with nets.  Things changed and I found myself in what looked liked a post apocalyptic time.  People of all kinds were scattered throughout this building.  Maybe it was a concentration type camp.  I stood to the side watching a man, but somehow I had control of him.  He was filled with a desire for revenge.  I followed him as he found the one he desired to kill.  A fight ensued.  In the end, he held this man in hands for a minute, and as everyone watched, he snapped his neck.  The crowd just turned and walked away.  Apparently, the man I was watching had earned his right to be safe and stay in this place.  He had other plans, however. He made plans to escape. Safety here was not enough.
He managed to find a way to outside.  He thought he had the advantage and was free at last.  There were piles of boxes full of food just sitting outside with no one in view.  He grabbed some food and something to drink.  Then suddenly, policeman appeared.  He began to run as fast as he could.  I woke up to the sound of my alarm.
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Home, Good and Evil, Sun

Last night, I had a dream.  I dream often.  Most of them are strange and make no sense.  This one was no different.  It seemed very real, but jumped around all over the place.  I want to focus on one part.  My family was being moved into a new place.  I was exploring the new house.  The kitchen was large and the living room as well.  I saw a dining room and a sitting room off to the side.  I was very interested in the kitchen.  The dishwasher was hidden behind something that looked like a cabinet.  As I begin to explore, I found most everything empty.  But as I opened the higher cabinets, I found things left in them, like they were just left behind. As I came out of the kitchen, I found my husband sitting on the floor.  He was trying to tell me something but I could not make it out.  I discovered that a woman was in our home and she was talking to our children.  She decided to talk to me in the living room area.  When I sat down, there was a man there as well.  He seemed to be a minister.  He talked to me about praying.  Then another man appeared in front of me.  This woman seemed to be a social worker of some kind.  She was telling me that she understood who the victim was here.  She said that our family had been wrongly treated often.  She took me by the hand and started moving this strange piece of jewelry around my hand.  I felt a strange burning and tingling sensation in my arm.  However, I felt this was evil.  I began to pray against evil, but silently in my head.  To my surprise, the man in front of me grabbed my breast.  I told him to take his hands off me and to never do that again.  He explained to me that when the woman did her thing with the jewelry, it made him not be able to overcome sexual desires if the person was a Roman.  I didn't understand what that meant.  I turned back to the preacher and told him I was a child and God and Jesus was my Savior.  At this point, I was walking through the house again.  This time I found myself in a library.  Many books were there, some small, some huge.  I pointed to some very large books and I said I knew what they were.  They were archives of history.  I was excited for the large bookshelves, as our family has a large library of books, and not enough room to display them.  Things really shifted at this point as I found it had gotten dark outside.  There seemed to be a sun setting, but it had a glow of blue.  After a few minutes, the color went back to yellow and orange, but the sun was very large.  The light was blinding! In amazement, another round object appeared in the sky.  I don't know what it was.  Another planet? Another moon or sun?  I then woke up.

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Home, Good and Evil, Sun
Last night, I had a dream.  I dream often.  Most of them are strange and make no sense.  This one was no different.  It seemed very real, but jumped around all over the place.  I want to focus on one part.  My family was being moved into a new place.  I was exploring the new house.  The kitchen was large and the living room as well.  I saw a dining room and a sitting room off to the side.  I was very interested in the kitchen.  The dishwasher was hidden behind something that looked like a cabinet.  As I begin to explore, I found most everything empty.  But as I opened the higher cabinets, I found things left in them, like they were just left behind. As I came out of the kitchen, I found my husband sitting on the floor.  He was trying to tell me something but I could not make it out.  I discovered that a woman was in our home and she was talking to our children.  She decided to talk to me in the living room area.  When I sat down, there was a man there as well.  He seemed to be a minister.  He talked to me about praying.  Then another man appeared in front of me.  This woman seemed to be a social worker of some kind.  She was telling me that she understood who the victim was here.  She said that our family had been wrongly treated often.  She took me by the hand and started moving this strange piece of jewelry around my hand.  I felt a strange burning and tingling sensation in my arm.  However, I felt this was evil.  I began to pray against evil, but silently in my head.  To my surprise, the man in front of me grabbed my breast.  I told him to take his hands off me and to never do that again.  He explained to me that when the woman did her thing with the jewelry, it made him not be able to overcome sexual desires if the person was a Roman.  I didn't understand what that meant.  I turned back to the preacher and told him I was a child and God and Jesus was my Savior.  At this point, I was walking through the house again.  This time I found myself in a library.  Many books were there, some small, some huge.  I pointed to some very large books and I said I knew what they were.  They were archives of history.  I was excited for the large bookshelves, as our family has a large library of books, and not enough room to display them.  Things really shifted at this point as I found it had gotten dark outside.  There seemed to be a sun setting, but it had a glow of blue.  After a few minutes, the color went back to yellow and orange, but the sun was very large.  The light was blinding! In amazement, another round object appeared in the sky.  I don't know what it was.  Another planet? Another moon or sun?  I then woke up.
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It's record-breaking time. Together, we are going to break the world record for longest book. 100 word minimum. When this challenge gets 15,000 entries, it will expire, and we will turn it into a book. Each entry will be its own chapter. The plot? It’s the first day of a zombie apocalypse, write a diary entry. Each contributor should share this challenge prompt with as many people as possible. If we break the world record, this will be read by people for generations to come.
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What is Today?

Why in the world am I writing this down? I must have lost my mind! Maybe someone will find it one day. Just the ramblings of a crazy woman. “The Apocalypse is upon us” The message tone on my phone. You know, the one from Supernatural. Not so funny anymore. Who would have thought the zombie apocalypse would be real? REALLY? COME ON!

“Weapons! I need something. Anything! 

My kids! 

Why does every darn thing have locks on them! 

 We must get to the van. 

 Can I get on base? I’m a military wife after all! “

The thoughts that went through my mind today. I did make it to the van. Still in it. We are safe, for now. Can’t fall asleep. I must stay awake. Must keep going!

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It's record-breaking time. Together, we are going to break the world record for longest book. 100 word minimum. When this challenge gets 15,000 entries, it will expire, and we will turn it into a book. Each entry will be its own chapter. The plot? It’s the first day of a zombie apocalypse, write a diary entry. Each contributor should share this challenge prompt with as many people as possible. If we break the world record, this will be read by people for generations to come.
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What is Today?
Why in the world am I writing this down? I must have lost my mind! Maybe someone will find it one day. Just the ramblings of a crazy woman. “The Apocalypse is upon us” The message tone on my phone. You know, the one from Supernatural. Not so funny anymore. Who would have thought the zombie apocalypse would be real? REALLY? COME ON!
“Weapons! I need something. Anything! 
My kids! 
Why does every darn thing have locks on them! 
 We must get to the van. 
 Can I get on base? I’m a military wife after all! “
The thoughts that went through my mind today. I did make it to the van. Still in it. We are safe, for now. Can’t fall asleep. I must stay awake. Must keep going!

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Challenge of the Week #57: you’re god; rewrite the creation story. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
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Love Poured Out

A vastness before me, so many things yet to be done. 

An eternity carries unimaginable possibilities.

A oneness and love so amazing, let us share it with a creation.

Speak a word, and it is so. 

One tiny cell contains the wealth of a thousand encyclopedias.

LET THERE BE LIGHT! 

A revealing warmth for all creation.

Time, land, animals, and man; heaven, stars, a vast expansion. 

Perfection is present; beauty personified. 

My name is written in every detail, 

From the dullest rock, to the most glorious creature. 

There is nothing my creation will lack. 

My love is poured out for all to enjoy. 

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Challenge of the Week #57: you’re god; rewrite the creation story. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
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Love Poured Out
A vastness before me, so many things yet to be done. 
An eternity carries unimaginable possibilities.
A oneness and love so amazing, let us share it with a creation.
Speak a word, and it is so. 
One tiny cell contains the wealth of a thousand encyclopedias.
LET THERE BE LIGHT! 
A revealing warmth for all creation.
Time, land, animals, and man; heaven, stars, a vast expansion. 
Perfection is present; beauty personified. 
My name is written in every detail, 
From the dullest rock, to the most glorious creature. 
There is nothing my creation will lack. 
My love is poured out for all to enjoy. 

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Prose Challenge of the Week #36: Write a Haiku or Tanka describing a colour without using the name of the colour. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Second

Glistening in light

Happiness in gloomy times

Lustrous rewardings

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Prose Challenge of the Week #36: Write a Haiku or Tanka describing a colour without using the name of the colour. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Second
Glistening in light
Happiness in gloomy times
Lustrous rewardings
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Prose Challenge of the Week #35: Write a piece of micropoetry that draws inspiration from the following word: “Equality.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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God's Equal

Equality

To be equal to

Exactly the same

He was God's equal

He was God

He is creator

Yet He died for you

Jesus the Messiah

God in flesh

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Prose Challenge of the Week #35: Write a piece of micropoetry that draws inspiration from the following word: “Equality.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Written by AprilMueller
God's Equal
Equality
To be equal to
Exactly the same
He was God's equal
He was God
He is creator
Yet He died for you
Jesus the Messiah
God in flesh
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Prose Challenge of the Week #34: Use the following sentence within a piece of poetry or prose. “We all bleed the same.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Life

Black lives matter

Blue lives matter

All lives matter

These things talked about everywhere

What about unborn lives matter?

What about Christian lives matter?

Jews lives matter.

Syrian lives matter.

When did we lose sight of the value of life?

We all bleed the same.

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Prose Challenge of the Week #34: Use the following sentence within a piece of poetry or prose. “We all bleed the same.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Written by AprilMueller
Life
Black lives matter
Blue lives matter
All lives matter
These things talked about everywhere
What about unborn lives matter?
What about Christian lives matter?
Jews lives matter.
Syrian lives matter.
When did we lose sight of the value of life?
We all bleed the same.
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