Saturday, 12 February 2011

The Master's Visitors


Hello peeps, am so busy and so much going on (life is happening full on..*sigh*) and I don't even have time to do a blog post but you can munch on this blast from the past....that I'm reposting...till I'm back, have a good weekend!



The Master's Visitors

They come from all directions with their worries and their woes,

Some problems are big, some are small,

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining at all,

But if only they'd have some love for me.




"Can you pleeeeaze help my sick daughteeer?" the Indian woman asks in a desperate voice.

I take her daughter and place her on my lap,

A little TLC and a rub of the tummy,

And the girl is skipping and dancing around.



"Can you fix my lapy topy," the Chinese man asks with a smile.

I take the laptop from him, a little screwing here and a dusting there,

Within a few minutes, I hand it back to him good as new.

"Now stay off the streets and stop selling DVDee DVDee."



"My crop has failed and I have no food,

My family and I will starve if you do not help,"

The African man looks round hoping I'll offer him Supermalt.

Bags of grain, wheat and flour I give to him from my abundant storehouse.



"Yo wassup Big Man, I need your help,

Ain't good for man to be alone, you know the deal,

I need a honey, you know someone to love," says the American man with a twang in his drawl.

I point him to the East where a beautiful maiden is picking flowers,

Go to her, Your soul mate awaits you.


"Mama Mia, Help me Master, ze debtors in Milan are after me!"

I look at the Italian Shopaholic, carrying dozens of bags,

eyeing me from behind her Gucci sunglasses,

I sigh at her mess but still settle her debts,

Another satisfied visitor leaves without a second thought.



They come from all directions with their worries and their woes,

Some problems are big, some are small,

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining at all,

But if only they would show an ounce of gratitude

Or treat me better than they treat Santa Claus.



Then I see a boy approaching,

"Master it's good to see you."

 "Good to see you too my child. What can I do for you?"

"Nothing. I just came to see you."

"You mean you don't need anything?"

"No, I wanted to spend time with you and tell you I love you

and appreciate everything you do."

14 comments:

  1. wow, nice poem. I never knew where it was going. It has a good climax.
    'what can I say unto my Lord, all I have to say is thank you Lord'.

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  2. This is beautiful. Reposting even when you have no time, blesses people still.

    Thanx

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  3. Very lovely poem, and in line with what I am currently learning on worship...really like the part "No, I wanted to spend time with you and tell you I love you
    and appreciate everything you do."

    Take things easy...we'll be right here when you come back...

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  4. This post seriously made me smile. Lol. I LOVED it. Thanks for reposting it, GG :)

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  5. Aaawww... How sweet! It made me just say 'thank you Lord' and not bring my 'list' to Him!

    Thanks for this post.

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  6. AWWWWW...so TOUCHING...just wanted to see HIM & tell HIM she loves HIM.. oh! how i wish i can get to that level..& not WANT! WANT! WANT! anytime i visit HIM...*sigh*

    Don't worry, i understand..take care.

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  7. This is awesome and yes He desires an intimate relationship with us. He is pleased with us, when we can come to Him and just spend quality time with Him. Thank you!

    Blessings,
    Enyonam

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  8. Thanks guys for all your lovely comments, sorry but time doesn't permit me to do individual responses this time around but I appreciate them all. God bless xx

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  9. Very moving, very touching too. I like, very much.

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  10. Amen! I love being in His Presence! :) great word pictures

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