Treasure Island

Joseph James Breunig 3rd

(Bangor, Maine (USA))

Poem: Upon this Altar


O my Lord, help me with my request:
Set up Your permanent altar in my life.
Form the foundation of this altar,
with the unhewn rock of my stony heart,
since it represents the many hardships
of lack-luster, life experiences.
Organize these mundane rock fragments,
in a manner that is pleasing to You.
With this personal and secret platform,
I desire to commune with Thee frequently,
for it's not for religious show or ceremony.
For my heart is still sacred territory,
not to be shared with the vain things,
that keep us needlessly separated.
And lastly Lord, I humbly ask that You
anoint this altar with the consecrated oil
of the Holy Spirit's presence,
so that my life… remains faithful.



Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Eze 11: 19-20,36: 25-29a; Psa 73: 25-26; Prov 23: 15

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.

Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013

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