Poems

THE POTTER AND HIS POTTERY

The Potter, an expert in pottery,

The Pottery, the beautiful handiwork of the Potter,

The Potter sat upon His potter’s wheel,

About to make a pottery of honour at His wheel,

The Potter, the divine artist,

He made a pottery of clay,

The pottery was made in a day,

The Potter made the pottery for a purpose,

The pottery, a vessel made on purpose for a purpose.

And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth. So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.  Gen1:26-27

The pottery: an envy of the Potter’s enemy

The pottery, though made for a purpose,

The pottery engaged God’s enemy,

Oh, dear pottery, forget thee thy purpose?

Know not that thou art the envy of the Potter’s enemy?

How thou hast forgotten the words of the Potter,

How thou hast believed the report of the Potter’s enemy,

Thou hast ignored the command of the Potter,

Oh, Thou art emptied, shattered and broken,

Thou hast lost thy glory and thou hast fallen,

Thou pottery, thou art fallen like Humpty dumpty;

Who sat on the wall,

Who had a great fall,

Who will put this pottery together again?

The Wild Engrafted Branch

The wild branch in the garden

Unfit to bring nourishment

Unfit to bring life but death

Unfit to bring gain but loss

Doomed to bring poison

Destined to be uprooted

Destined to be burnt

Destined to die eternally

 

The Gardener took the wild branch

Fitted it into His Own Branch

A cut His Own Good Branch received

A cut to accommodate the wild branch

A cut to engraft deeply the wild branch

A cut for your sake, a cut for mine.

Thank You For Calvary Love.

 

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