I’ve never wanted the sun, the moon, the rivers or the mountain from a man….I’ve never wanted diamonds and pearls….I want him as a partner…all of him;
I’m satisfied with a bloke that’ll try his damnedest to keep this pretty smile on my face, to bring laughter to my eyes and soul, exhaustion to my waist and comfort to my heart;
I dream of a him who displays the fruits of the Spirit, One who puts only God before me…..Someone to submit to…Someone to trust.
My spirit longs to be with a hopeless romantic who showers me with blessings, a rock on whom I can lean. An ambitious him that knows where he’s going, that’s 6 ft tall or more, will settle for 5ft 10” as well:0)…A true man, witty and sophisticated yet rough around the edges…the ability to deal with the bourgeoisie and the proletariat…A man with a kind heart and a patient hand. A pretty smile he should possess, a firm sure hug, a demanding tongue, sweet tender lips, a body that displays his commitment to maintaining the temple given him, a listener, a giver and humble receiver…an air of gentle confidence…this is my wish.
An impossible standard some would say but I know I’ll meet him someday.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
A taste of Heaven
On a flight back to Yard I fulfilled my promise to God to pen my praise for his mercy shown me last week.
With 3 days notice I packed for a trip I wasn’t yet booked on a flight for….In confidence..ish, I had 70% positive thoughts about meeting the requirements for a Government Officer to travel in these aneamic economic times. Another day went by before the approval came and the flight to take me there on the day before the meeting was fully booked….With 2 days to go I found myself tying off loose ends and gathering paper to take along, still confident..ish that I’d find a flight…I did, twas the next day.
To get approval for travel, cause country representation I thought was crucial to regional development, I had opted to assume the cost of Hotel stay for the night before the meeting since per diem etc would not be disbursed by the organizing entity until the first day of the meeting….I figured I could cover that night plus ground transport from the airport and was gonna “thug/yardie out” the meal part…The life of a Civil servant nuh easy…..Anyhow, with this twist to the plan I’d have to find two nights plus at least a meal out of pocket or convince the Ministry to support the one extra night.
In the hustle and bustle of doing the necessaries to fly I left the booking of accommodation in capable assistant’s hands…..to my astonishment, Ministry support was over calculated and they gave me strict instructions to go with and reimburse on return…tentatively I took it all with me. …God is good.
Rushing through the streets of Kingston with an hour to board I didn’t didn’t blink an eye as I bobbed and wove my way through ;lunch time pick-up traffic…twas an opportunity to drop the V6 into 4 and boogie at speeds of upwards 100kmh….Mi get fi blow out di engine… sweet:0)
The flight was good, peaceful mostly and I got good vibes from a fresh and clean youngster but was too preoccupied catching up on my reading to show real interest….half opportunity lost:0)
On arrival at the Hotel I read my print out which stated that “ All monies must be paid in full upfront” or something to that effect….my able assistant had wanted to spare me the hassle of booking in twice and had gone a head an booked me for the 4 nights…..bless her heart. Thankfully I was over provided for by the people of my country so I could easily cover the cost…..God is good all the time…..
In my room showered and settled munching on the Cheetos and Heineken I grabbed at the supermarket on my way in, I thought back and remembered that on Saturday morning I had woken up with Psalm 23 on my mind and in my heart and I had repeated the same incessantly over the ensuing 3 days…it never occurred to me that there was a connection and to be honest I’d been more focused on the “..He restoreth my soul”…part, thinking God wanted me to repent of my daily sins……I was wrong. I thanked God for going before me and seeing beyond my mortal sight and effecting the “ The Lord is my Shepard I shall not want…” part of the Psalm.
I gave thanks with a Cheerful heart on a plane back to for the Lord had opened my mind and eyes to see his mighty works performed for me….God is a Good God and I’m happy he rests in me and I’m committed, despite all my faults, to dwelling in His house forever.
With 3 days notice I packed for a trip I wasn’t yet booked on a flight for….In confidence..ish, I had 70% positive thoughts about meeting the requirements for a Government Officer to travel in these aneamic economic times. Another day went by before the approval came and the flight to take me there on the day before the meeting was fully booked….With 2 days to go I found myself tying off loose ends and gathering paper to take along, still confident..ish that I’d find a flight…I did, twas the next day.
To get approval for travel, cause country representation I thought was crucial to regional development, I had opted to assume the cost of Hotel stay for the night before the meeting since per diem etc would not be disbursed by the organizing entity until the first day of the meeting….I figured I could cover that night plus ground transport from the airport and was gonna “thug/yardie out” the meal part…The life of a Civil servant nuh easy…..Anyhow, with this twist to the plan I’d have to find two nights plus at least a meal out of pocket or convince the Ministry to support the one extra night.
In the hustle and bustle of doing the necessaries to fly I left the booking of accommodation in capable assistant’s hands…..to my astonishment, Ministry support was over calculated and they gave me strict instructions to go with and reimburse on return…tentatively I took it all with me. …God is good.
Rushing through the streets of Kingston with an hour to board I didn’t didn’t blink an eye as I bobbed and wove my way through ;lunch time pick-up traffic…twas an opportunity to drop the V6 into 4 and boogie at speeds of upwards 100kmh….Mi get fi blow out di engine… sweet:0)
The flight was good, peaceful mostly and I got good vibes from a fresh and clean youngster but was too preoccupied catching up on my reading to show real interest….half opportunity lost:0)
On arrival at the Hotel I read my print out which stated that “ All monies must be paid in full upfront” or something to that effect….my able assistant had wanted to spare me the hassle of booking in twice and had gone a head an booked me for the 4 nights…..bless her heart. Thankfully I was over provided for by the people of my country so I could easily cover the cost…..God is good all the time…..
In my room showered and settled munching on the Cheetos and Heineken I grabbed at the supermarket on my way in, I thought back and remembered that on Saturday morning I had woken up with Psalm 23 on my mind and in my heart and I had repeated the same incessantly over the ensuing 3 days…it never occurred to me that there was a connection and to be honest I’d been more focused on the “..He restoreth my soul”…part, thinking God wanted me to repent of my daily sins……I was wrong. I thanked God for going before me and seeing beyond my mortal sight and effecting the “ The Lord is my Shepard I shall not want…” part of the Psalm.
I gave thanks with a Cheerful heart on a plane back to for the Lord had opened my mind and eyes to see his mighty works performed for me….God is a Good God and I’m happy he rests in me and I’m committed, despite all my faults, to dwelling in His house forever.
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