#songsoftheshulamite #kingmosab #queenmarie
Dear Aladdin My King,
A song for you, everyday I am listening to your sermons, wise words of wisdom, and I also listen to the songs of your culture. I learned to love Arabic songs when I was among Muslim relatives in London. I was swimming in the Palestinian culture and way of life when I was among them and I loved the Presence of Master JESUS while I was with them. I learned to love Arabic music and everything Arabic, hummus and pita bread... I also met Akhmed because they like to watch him laughing... I have been praying for this families' salvation because GOD gave me such a burden for these precious people when I saw the LORD crying for them... I did everything the KING told me to but then HE suddenly calls me home... back to Cebu. I took the Palestinian culture with me and I became a soft woman that nobody in My city could not recognize or relate to... I was fighting against the odds of my culture while the KING trained me to be a solider, HE was also making me die to my old carnal nature. I kept dying, but HE kept resurrecting me a new person every time I was to die. Now look at me, I'm a special child with autism and tourette syndrome because I love striking the enemies of GOD condemning words meant for these beasts roaming earth.
While I was in London GOD immersed me deep into the Palestinian culture and I learned to appreciate and to emulate the Palestinian women who adored their husbands and was submissive to their Kings. Deep inside I wanted to marry your kind because I loved how your people treated their women... I believe KING JESUS put it in my heart but HE always tests me regarding the revelation of my husband...until GOD showed you to me just recently, and revealed you to be the ONE for me and I believe HIM no matter how impossible it is to the world and even to me, I will believe HIM because I know that it is only faith that will cause HIM to part the red seas once again. I want to get to you or you can come here. Anywhere on earth will not matter just I need to be with you, wherever you are because where you are is where My KING JESUS dwells. I am your Queen Jasmine O Most beautiful King, pray for me, I don't want to live another day without you...
Song of Songs 1
(The Shulamite To Her Beloved)
7 Tell me, O you whom I love,
Where you feed your flock,
Where you make it rest at noon.
For why should I be as one who [f]veils herself
By the flocks of your companions?
The Shulamite
16 Behold, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant!
Also our bed is green.
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