Treasure Island

Cambridge Keenan

(Ontario, Canada)

In The Blessed Potpourri Pot


I am as a favored blend of potpourri,
Sweet scented and delicately arranged,
Fragrantly selected by the Mighty Rose of Sharon His self!
I am treasured by God's choosing.
His hand has overcome me, seasoned me, humbled me,
Honored me and refined me.
Through trials and tribulations His Rod and Staff have formed me.
He is my Rock of Ages, my Corner Stone, my Firm Foundation,
My Master, My Saviour, My Redeemer,
He is transforming me from Glory to Glory...
All my days are written in His Book,
It is He that determined my very breaths, where I will live,
He knows when I sit down and when I rise up,
He knows everything about me,
Oh Lord, my God....who am I to deserve your affections and attentions?
Who am I that you would die for me? !
Sweet, sweet Jesus..
Thank you for loving me,
Oh Lord my God....on humble knee I quiver with awe and gratitude,
That you have answered my prayers above and beyond all wonder! !
For you have sent me a Mighty Man of God,
A God Warrior....A Man after God's own Heart! !
A man of excellance! A man of Distinction,
A discerning man who knows what he wants...
A dreamer of dreams...a mover and a shaker.
A Stealth Eagle soaring with wisdom and knowledge.
Oh Lord, my God...
I am intoxicated with a burning desire to behold my beloved,
My eyes seek his face,
My heart, pulsating...echoing deep into the mountains,
Sending forth viberant S.O.S. signals,
Knocking on the door of his heart.
I am as a puppy dog begging scraps from his masters table,
Wagging my tail at the site of him, and sitting pretty,
Crying at his feet, always wanton for more and more of him.
Surely he must love my puppy dog eyes and not mind mine drooling over him....
For he is my beloved...my gift from God!
By a mighty move from my Masters hand to my beloveds heart,
My beloved unleashes upon me the very majesty and essance of God's own Glory!
For God is a God of Love that pours forth blessings upon who He wills,
God takes pleasure in the midst of marriage,
Where two or more are gathered, He is there in the midst.
The Lord our God...restores my soul,
Through my beloved's own heart,
As my love pours out of me, giving refreshing to the soul of my beloved,
All through the mercy and grace of God Himself.
Blessed be the Name of the Lord!

Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013

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