So today is the day where the boys are separated from the men and we see who posts something creative on Saturday and who doesn't. The blogging challenge ends each week with Smorgyboard Saturday, where you can write whatever you want, but it must be creative in nature. Poetry, short story, etc. Here's mine:
One man faced with a choice; cave to the curiosity and deep desire filling his mind or continue doing what he'd always known was right. He'd never done anything like this before, but if he were honest, he'd imagined it dozens of times. He knew it was wrong, but the sheer thought of it electrified the air around him. She had come to him with the proposition; something so simple and natural. As she touched his arm, the voices in his mind cleared and before he could tell her "No," it was already done.
One man faced with a choice; cave to the fear spilling from every pore and the deep desire to run that echoed in his mind, or stay and do what he had always known was right. As difficult as his life had been to now, he knew that continuing down this path would be unlike anything he'd ever known. He'd imagined it dozens of times and now that he'd found himself at the true point of beginning, he cried out for another option. There was none. They had come to him without proposition and took him away to be judged. From there, each moment of pain and ridicule was a choice to remain. Each step a choice of selfless love, holding still to accept a punishment that was not his to take. As he was raised up, he could see the resulting glory and in that moment he was separated and alone, it was already done.
I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing; therefore choose life, that both you and your descendants may live. Deut. 30:19