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The River

As the Lord looked down from on His lofty throne
upon Tampa’s spiritually parched and barren land
His eyes began to swell with tears
and fall upon the surrounding scorched sand.

He then opened His mouth and spoke, “Let this
place be flooded with My mercy and grace above
and though we can see His touch of beauty in this landscape
yet there has been such a void in the knowledge of His great love.

So, with a heart filled with love and compassion
His quest for the right servants quickly began
for He knew that it would be a labor of love to tend this new born river
a love used to fill His people and all the while convincing them of their sins.

“Awe, yes”, said the Father, “The Howard-Browne’s, Rodney
and Adonica are truly My first choice for this new and tender stream
which shortly will turn into a might torrent of purging waters
from which Tampa Bay and surrounding areas will one day be cleansed.

The River is being purified in the underground stage
but shall soon erupt over its banks and new top soil
immediately causing the devil to break into a run
having all of his evil plans for the church to have been foiled.

But, you know the story doesn’t even begin to stop at this place
for the River shall many times alter it course
spawning new baby streams all over the world
till the Savior comes back in full force.

Written by:  Marilyn S. Jennings
December 11, 1997

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