My Hero King

My hero is a king and a creator and the shepherd who lays down his life for the sheep.

My hero can make stars and suns; he commands the wind, stores the hail and stretches out the sky like a great piece of cloth. He can turn water to blood or to wine; he can heal with a touch, banish demons with a word and burn without consuming. When he was born, the entire sky lit up with the light of a mighty star.

My hero can save nations from slavery, part seas, and create worlds. He has scarred hands strong enough to form mountains or break down temples, gentle enough to wipe away a tear or hold a child. He commands legions of angels and rules everything that is and was and ever will be; he loves the tiniest sparrow. He sets fire to sacrifices dowsed in water. He sends horses and chariots of blazing flame to save his people. He leads his army with a two-edged sword made from his words.

My hero has been born and lived and died and lived again. He has created everything that exists, conquered the devil, raised the dead, healed the sick, fed the starving multitudes, walked on water and calmed storms. He has ridden an untamed donkey through shouting crowds waving palm leaves and clothes. He has challenged the learned and loved the ignorant. He has bled. He has wept. He loves.

My hero saved my life and the lives of my loved ones. He has given me courage and life. He is both the reason why I can get up every morning and the reason why I would want to. He means everything to me.

My hero is coming on a snorting white horse to get me one day.

My hero is older than time, but today marks the 2014th year since His birth. Happy birthday, Sir.

 

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For the Daily Prompt.

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A New Song: Short Stories by Christian Teens for God’s Glory

Dear fellow Christian teens,

Psalm 40:3 says, “And he hath put a new song into my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and trust in the Lord.”

None of us know when King Jesus is coming to get us. While we’re still here, we have the opportunity to inspire as many souls as we can, so that they might be saved and reconciled with our God. We may be young, but we can already glorify God. We may be inexperienced, but we have fire inside us. There is something we can do. We can sing Him a new song.

Now, I don’t know about you, but I personally sing like a duck being trodden on. I mean, I’m sure He appreciates the effort, but my voice isn’t inspiring anyone. Yet there is something I can do: I can write. And I know there are many of us out there, young people burning for their King, seeking to glorify Him through the written word and the narrative.

Jesus Himself told parables, small stories that helped to illustrate mighty themes. Stories as short as that of the Good Shepherd and the prodigal son are still powerful enough to break hearts open. Perhaps our fiction can be strong enough to touch them.

So here I come in faith, my friends, with a small idea that I am called to share with you. What if we all got together and wrote an anthology of short stories for the glory of our King? Nationality or church needn’t matter. All that counts is the ability to write, being a teen, and love of the Lord.

We can digitally self-publish the anthology via Amazon, or even work with a published writer to get it accepted by a Christian press like Christian Liberty Books or Rabbit Room. Who knows where the Lord will take this?

The only answer I know to that question is: up.

I feel called to do this. Who’s with me?

Grace and peace in Jesus,

Firn Hyde