Sunday, September 23, 2012

You will remember

Good Morning World

Today I am continuing my new poem called
"Have You Ever"? Tomorrow it will be finished and a new one will start

In that thought have you ever considered who you really are? Have you ever viewed yourself as a star? Have you ever seen your true worth?
Yes have you ever looked deep inside of you wondering about what you have done and what you deserve?

So as the poem "Have You Ever" continues..and the new addition is seen in the last paragraph..

Have you ever wanted to be a Princess?
Have you ever wanted to run encumbered around your palace?
Have you ever wanted to be waited on hand in foot in your entitlement?
Yes have you ever wanted to be called your highness?

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you were fanned like a royal lady?
Have you ever wondered if the title of queen would make you happy?
Have you ever wondered if having servants would end your misery?
Have you ever wondered if dragons slain at your feet could define your legacy?

Sadly in our life it is easy to loose track of who we really are!
Tragically we have forgotten we are royalty given by our heavenly Father.
Yes we have lost sight of where we are going and how we have come so far.
Miserably we have forgotten that we were delivered arriving on a divine falling star!

Yes indeed it seems in life we have forgotten a lot but Happily I have good news for you!
All you need to do is look back and forward in review.
Yes you will then remember that your Father is The King of Kings.You are a princess of blood line pure and true.
Yes you are a royal lady with sweet lips
Kissed by the angelic courts dew.

The poem will continue and conclude tomorrow..

Until then my friends as we are spinning around the globe, some of us just waking up and some of us tucked in underneath the moons heavenly hold,
Please know that no matter what time it is that we are all guided by the SON!
Yes we are all sisters and brothers standing one by one, and as such we need to pray for eachother as I have just finished praying for you whether our day is starting on the run, or whether our day is done and is in review.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

It is easy to loose track

Good Morning World

Today I am continuing my new poem called
"Have You Ever"?

In that thought have you ever considered who you really are? Have you ever viewed yourself as a star? Have you ever seen your true worth?
Yes have you ever looked deep inside of you wondering about what you have done and what you deserve?

So as the poem "Have You Ever" continues..and the new addition is seen in the last paragraph..

Have you ever wanted to be a Princess?
Have you ever wanted to run encumbered around your palace?
Have you ever wanted to be waited on hand in foot in your entitlement?
Yes have you ever wanted to be called your highness?

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you were fanned like a royal lady?
Have you ever wondered if the title of queen would make you happy?
Have you ever wondered if having servants would end your misery?
Have you ever wondered if dragons slain at your feet could define your legacy?

Sadly in our life it is easy to loose track of who we really are!
Tragically we have forgotten we are royalty given by our heavenly father.
Yes we have lost sight of where we are going and how we have come so far.
Miserably we have forgotten that we were delivered arriving on a divine falling star!

The poem will continue tomorrow..

Until then my friends as we are spinning around the globe, some of us just waking up and some of us tucked in underneath the moons heavenly hold,
Please know that no matter what time it is that we are all guided by the SON!
Yes we are all sisters and brothers standing one by one, and as such we need to pray for eachother as I have just finished praying for you whether our day is starting on the run, or whether our day is done and is in review.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Wondering

Good Morning World

Today I am continuing my new poem called
"Have You Ever"?

In that thought have you ever considered who you really are? Have you ever viewed yourself as a star? Have you ever seen your true worth?
Yes have you ever looked deep inside of you wondering about what you have done and what you deserve?

So as the poem "Have You Ever" continues..and the new addition is seen in the last paragraph..

Have you ever wanted to be a Princess?
Have you ever wanted to run encumbered around your palace?
Have you ever wanted to be waited on hand in foot in your entitlement?
Yes have you ever wanted to be called your highness?

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you were fanned like a royal lady?
Have you ever wondered if the title of queen would make you happy?
Have you ever wondered if having servants would end your misery?
Have you ever wondered if dragons slain at your feet could define your legacy?

The poem will continue tomorrow..

Until then my friends as we are spinning around the globe, some of us just waking up and some of us tucked in underneath the moons heavenly hold,
Please know that no matter what time it is that we are all guided by the SON!
Yes we are all sisters and brothers standing one by one, and as such we need to pray for eachother as I have just finished praying for you whether our day is starting on the run, or whether our day is done and is in review.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Have you ever

Good Morning World

Today I am starting a new poem called
"Have You Ever"?

In that thought have you ever considered who you really are? Have you ever viewed yourself as a star? Have you ever seen your true worth?
Yes have you ever looked deep inside of you?

So as the poem "Have You Ever" starts...

Have you ever wanted to be a Princess?
Have you ever wanted to run encumbered around your palace?
Have you ever wanted to be waited on hand in foot in your entitlement?
Yes have you ever wanted to be called your highness?

The poem will continue tomorrow please look for the latest entry in the last paragraph.

Until then my friends as we are spinning around the globe, some of us just waking up and some of us tucked in underneath the moons heavenly hold,
Please know that no matter what time it is that we are all guided by the SON!
Yes we are all sisters and brothers standing one by one, and as such we need to pray for eachother as I have just finished praying for you whether our day is starting on the run, or whether our day is done and is in review.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Making things clear

Good morning World

Today I am concluding my new poem
called "Running Late". Please remember this poem was Not shared in its entirety due to copyright restrictions, and the fact that it will be included in my book of poetry called
"Away Back Home"

Tomorrow I will share another poem called "Have you ever"?

To that end "have you ever" thought about the word "late"? Yes late means a lot of different things to us. "Late" means we are not on time, and when we not meeting our requirements or deadlines that can be very bad for us.

Being late can also mean a delay in delivery, or a late start in giving something away, but being too late in accepting Jesus as your Savior can mean the end of all your days! Yes being late in life while being called "the late one" laying in the grave means in that "too late" decision that things have not gone the right way!

So in that thought here is my poem
"Running Late"The newest addition is in the last paragraph of the poetry.

Today when I woke up I was late, I had over slept, and I needed a lot more rest counting sheep.
In getting up I burned my hand on a cup of coffee which slowed me down even more as I dressed hurriedly.
In that mess my socks did not match and I had a splitting headache immobilizing me.
In doing all of that I had just known that was a prelude to a very bad day
definitely!

No things were not going well,well at least as far as I could tell as started off my day.
So as I gobbled down something unidentified from my refrigerator in turning my sour stomach I had a lot of four letter words to say!
No matter I did not have time to fuss, cuss or to be sick, because I was running late,
and Yes I had once again begun my day without Praying.

To have made things worse In the events of the new mournings curse the
clock stopped, the alarm had not gone off, and it was obvious I would not have been on time.
In all of that I immediately felt stressed starting out on this morning of "slowing me down land mines".
In that chaos, anger then quickly replaced stress when I also noticed I was low on gas as the engine chocked and whined.
No nothing was going right, when in that moment the Lord said" slow down, stop! You need to pray. You need me everyday. Yes stop and talk to me today, because you are heading for trouble precious child of mine"!

No I did not hear Jesus, as I once again shrugged him off, after all I had not taken the time to listen to him and pray.
No after all I did not need Jesus telling me what to do. No I did Not need Jesus.. anyway.
After all I always thought prayer was something from my childhood I was taught to do as I had gone astray.
Yes prayer was just lip service I was taught to give to God when I needed help or disobeyed.

So in that teaching of faith I used prayer off and on in life when I needed it along my sinking quick sand way.
Yes prayer occasionally had come in mighty handy when people hurt me as in life and love I was betrayed.
Yes I have to admit protective prayer seemed to work well when I had been caught in the middle of life's bullet ricochets.
So thinking like that in the back of my mind (while surviving life) I once more thought about praying when I again heard Jesus say "you need to slow down today"...

No matter I still had not believed what Jesus was saying as in that urgent warning too,
I screeched out of my driveway madder still as the gears jammed while down the driveway I flew.
In my hurry I still did not get it... even when I dropped a rim or two.
No I still had not slowed down when I hit the pot hole head on and my tire almost blew.

No I never had a clue,
I never had known what I was doing and of course I wished I always knew
why things were so hard for me, as I again heard Jesus say in review..
" slow down! Why can't You Hear me? What is wrong with You"?

Well yes indeed that was a very good question Jesus asked , because as far as I could tell there was A LOT wrong with me!!
So making matters worse hitting speeds going 103,
coming to a screeching halt caught in grid lock traffic grasped in my rat trap I could Not break free!
Yes I was furious I had been slowed down again, and had not paid attention to Jesus saying over and over my friend...
"WHY are you Not listening to me"?

Hummm why was I Not praying? Why was I Not listening those were also good questions I needed answers to too, as everything disintegrated in my sight.
Interestingly in my response of stupidity I always felt with me in charge that I could have protected me, and that I had known what was right.
When all of a sudden after coming to a screeching stop something happened that quickly changed my mind.
Yes I then understood I was never in control of anything day or night, as Jesus slowed me down, and said "stop everything is Not fine.

In that thought and in that scene I sat for hours as I watched the ambulances leaving in a row waiting for the bloody wreck to clear.
Yes I had a lot of time thinking about over sleeping, burning my hand, and grinding my gears.
Needless to say I was immediately thankful for all my "slowing me down land mines " knowing without them that could have been me laying there.
In that thought I again testified Jesus was in charge even when I felt he was not. Yes Jesus Always made that very clear!!

The poem concluded today..and in its ending I know next time you too are running late, in trusting Jesus to know best you will also be grateful for "your slowing me down land mines"and silent prayers.

Tomorrow a new poem will start as I share what Jesus has put on my heart.

Until then in the "Kind times" of our life please pray for me and this witnessing, as I have Just finished praying for you !

Monday, September 17, 2012

Coming to a screeching halt

Good morning World

Today I am continuing my new poem
called "Running Late", and tomorrow I will finish it. To that end the word "late" means a lot of different things to us. Yes "late" means we are not on time, and when we not meeting our requirements or deadlines that can be very bad for us.

Being late can also mean a delay in delivery, or a late start in giving something away, but being too late in accepting Jesus as your Savior can mean the end of all your days! Yes being late in life while being called "the late one" laying in the grave means in that "too late" decision that things have not gone the right way!

So in that thought here is my poem
"Running Late"The newest addition is in the last paragraph of the poetry.

Today when I woke up I was late, I had over slept, and I needed a lot more rest counting sheep.
In getting up I burned my hand on a cup of coffee which slowed me down even more as I dressed hurriedly.
In that mess my socks did not match and I had a splitting headache immobilizing me.
In doing all of that I had just known that was a prelude to a very bad day
definitely!

No things were not going well,well at least as far as I could tell as started off my day.
So as I gobbled down something unidentified from my refrigerator in turning my sour stomach I had a lot of four letter words to say!
No matter I did not have time to fuss, cuss or to be sick, because I was running late,
and Yes I had once again begun my day without Praying.

To have made things worse In the events of the new mournings curse the
clock stopped, the alarm had not gone off, and it was obvious I would not have been on time.
In all of that I immediately felt stressed starting out on this morning of "slowing me down land mines".
In that chaos, anger then quickly replaced stress when I also noticed I was low on gas as the engine chocked and whined.
No nothing was going right, when in that moment the Lord said" slow down, stop! You need to pray. You need me everyday. Yes stop and talk to me today, because you are heading for trouble precious child of mine"!

No I did not hear Jesus, as I once again shrugged him off, after all I had not taken the time to listen to him and pray.
No after all I did not need Jesus telling me what to do. No I did Not need Jesus.. anyway.
After all I always thought prayer was something from my childhood I was taught to do as I had gone astray.
Yes prayer was just lip service I was taught to give to God when I needed help or disobeyed.

So in that teaching of faith I used prayer off and on in life when I needed it along my sinking quick sand way.
Yes prayer occasionally had come in mighty handy when people hurt me as in life and love I was betrayed.
Yes I have to admit protective prayer seemed to work well when I had been caught in the middle of life's bullet ricochets.
So thinking like that in the back of my mind (while surviving life) I once more thought about praying when I again heard Jesus say "you need to slow down today"...

No matter I still had not believed what Jesus was saying as in that urgent warning too,
I screeched out of my driveway madder still as the gears jammed while down the driveway I flew.
In my hurry I still did not get it... even when I dropped a rim or two.
No I still had not slowed down when I hit the pot hole head on and my tire almost blew.

No I never had a clue,
I never had known what I was doing and of course I wished I always knew
why things were so hard for me, as I again heard Jesus say in review..
" slow down! Why can't You Hear me? What is wrong with You"?

Well yes indeed that was a very good question Jesus asked , because as far as I could tell there was A LOT wrong with me!!
So making matters worse hitting speeds going 103,
coming to a screeching halt caught in grid lock tragic grasped in my rat trap I could Not break free!
Yes I was furious I had been slowed down again, and had not paid attention to Jesus saying over and over my friend...
"WHY are you Not listening to me"?

Hummm why was I Not praying? Why was I Not listening those were also good questions I needed answers to, as everything disintegrated in my sight.
Interestingly in my response of stupidity I always felt with me in charge that I could have protected me, and that I had known what was right.
When all of a sudden after coming to a screeching stop something happened that quickly changed my mind.
Yes I then understood I was never in control of anything day or night, as Jesus slowed me down, and said "stop everything is Not alright.

The poem will conclude tomorrow..

So until then in the "Kind times" of our life please pray for me and this witnessing, as I have Just finished praying for you !

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Why don't We listen

Good Morning World well today there are no new countries but the United states added 115 NEW readers!! WOW! I also thought it would be fun for everyone to see where our readers are. Thus I have listed the countries below. So far I have welcomed ..readers to this blog from

Poland,Belgium,Russia,Israel,Iran,BrazilMalaysia,Canada,Bulgaria,Egypt,South Korea,Turkey,Jamaica, the UK, Germany, Afghanistan,Moldavia,Latvia,
China, Philippines,Yugoslavia, Indonesia,Slovakia,Ukraine, Australia,Columbia, the Dominican Republic and of course my largest group in America!!

So when I say Good Morning World.. I really mean Good Morning World!!!and Welcome Everybody!!

Today I am continuing my new poem called
"Running Late". To that end the word "late" means a lot of different things to us. Yes "late" means we are not on time, and when we not meeting our requirements or deadlines that can be very bad for us.

Being late can also mean a delay in delivery, or a late start in giving something away, but being too late in accepting Jesus as your Savior can mean the end of all your days! Yes being late in life while being called "the late one" laying in the grave means in that "too late" decision that things have not gone the right way!

So in that thought here is my poem
"Running Late"The newest addition is in the last paragraph of the poetry.

Today when I woke up I was late, I had over slept, and I needed a lot more rest counting sheep.
In getting up I burned my hand on a cup of coffee which slowed me down even more as I dressed hurriedly.
In that mess my socks did not match and I had a splitting headache immobilizing me.
In doing all of that I had just known that was a prelude to a very bad day
definitely!

No things were not going well,well at least as far as I could tell as started off my day.
So as I gobbled down something unidentified from my refrigerator in turning my sour stomach I had a lot of four letter words to say!
No matter I did not have time to fuss, cuss or to be sick, because I was running late,
and Yes I had once again begun my day without Praying.

To have made things worse In the events of the new mournings curse the
clock stopped, the alarm had not gone off, and it was obvious I would not have been on time.
In all of that I immediately felt stressed starting out on this morning of "slowing me down land mines".
In that chaos, anger then quickly replaced stress when I also noticed I was low on gas as the engine chocked and whined.
No nothing was going right, when in that moment the Lord said" slow down, stop! You need to pray. You need me everyday. Yes stop and talk to me today, because you are heading for trouble precious child of mine"!

No I did not hear Jesus, as I once again shrugged him off, after all I had not taken the time to listen to him and pray.
No after all I did not need Jesus telling me what to do. No I did Not need Jesus.. anyway.
After all I always thought prayer was something from my childhood I was taught to do as I had gone astray.
Yes prayer was just lip service I was taught to give to God when I needed help or disobeyed.

So in that teaching of faith I used prayer off and on in life when I needed it along my sinking quick sand way.
Yes prayer occasionally had come in mighty handy when people hurt me as in life and love I was betrayed.
Yes I have to admit protective prayer seemed to work well when I had been caught in the middle of life's bullet ricochets.
So thinking like that in the back of my mind I once more thought about praying when I again heard Jesus say "you need to slow down today"...

No matter I had still not believed what Jesus was saying as in that urgent warning too,
I screeched out of my driveway madder still as the gears jammed while down the driveway I flew.
In my hurry I still did not get it... even when I dropped a rim or two when I hit the pot hole head on ! No I never had a clue!
Yes I always wondered why things were so hard for me, as I again heard Jesus say in review " slow down! Why can't You Hear me? What is wrong with You"?

Well yes indeed that was a very good question Jesus asked , because as far as I could tell there was A LOT wrong with me!!
So making matters worse hitting speeds going 103,
coming to a screeching halt caught in grid lock tragic grasped in my rat trap I could Not break free!
Yes I was furious I had been slowed down again, and had not paid attention to Jesus saying over and over my friend...
"WHY are you Not listening to me"?

The poem will continue tomorrow..

So until then in the "Kind times" of our life please pray for me and this witnessing, as I have Just finished praying for you !

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Why can't we hear Jesus

Good Morning World and today we welcome THAILAND!! I also thought it would be fun for everyone to see where our readers are. I have welcomed so far..readers to this blog from

Poland,Belgium,Russia,Israel,Iran,BrazilMalaysia,Canada,Bulgaria,Egypt,South Korea,Turkey,Jamaica, the UK, Germany, Afghanistan,Moldavia,Latvia,
China, Philippines,Yugoslavia, Indonesia,Slovakia,Ukraine, Australia,Columbia, the Dominican Republic and of course my largest group in America!!

So when I say Good Morning World.. I really mean Good Morning World!!!and Welcome Everybody!!

Today I am continuing my new poem called
"Running Late". To that end the word "late" means a lot of different things to us. Yes "late" means we are not on time, and when we not meeting our requirements or deadlines that can be very bad for us.

Being late can also mean a delay in delivery, or a late start in giving something away, but being too late in accepting Jesus as your Savior can mean the end of all your days! Yes being late in life while being called "the late one" laying in the grave means in that "too late" decision that things have not gone the right way!

So in that thought here is my poem
"Running Late"The newest addition is in the last paragraph of the poetry.

Today when I woke up I was late, I had over slept, and I needed a lot more rest counting sheep.
In getting up I burned my hand on a cup of coffee which slowed me down even more as I dressed hurriedly.
In that mess my socks did not match and I had a splitting headache immobilizing me.
In doing all of that I had just known that was a prelude to a very bad day
definitely!

No things were not going well,well at least as far as I could tell as started off my day.
So as I gobbled down something unidentified from my refrigerator in turning my sour stomach I had a lot of four letter words to say!
No matter I did not have time to fuss, cuss or to be sick, because I was running late,
and Yes I had once again begun my day without Praying.

To have made things worse In the events of the new mournings curse the
clock stopped, the alarm had not gone off, and it was obvious I would not have been on time.
In all of that I immediately felt stressed starting out on this morning of "slowing me down land mines".
In that chaos, anger then quickly replaced stress when I also noticed I was low on gas as the engine chocked and whined.
No nothing was going right, when in that moment the Lord said" slow down, stop! You need to pray. You need me everyday. Yes stop and talk to me today, because you are heading for trouble precious child of mine"!

No I did not hear Jesus, as I once again shrugged him off, after all I had not taken the time to listen to him and pray.
No after all I did not need Jesus telling me what to do. No I did Not need Jesus.. anyway.
After all I always thought prayer was something from my childhood I was taught to do as I had gone astray.
Yes prayer was just lip service I was taught to give to God when I needed help or disobeyed.

So in that teaching of faith I used prayer off and on in life when I needed it along my sinking quick sand way.
Yes prayer occasionally had come in mighty handy when people hurt me as in life and love I was betrayed.
Yes I have to admit prayer seemed to work well when I had been caught in the middle of life's bullet ricochets.
So thinking like that in the back of my mind I once more thought about praying when I again heard Jesus say "you need to slow down today"...

No matter I had still not believed what Jesus was saying as in that urgent warning too,
I screeched out of my driveway madder still as the gears jammed while down the driveway I flew.
In my hurry I still did not get it... even when I dropped a rim when I hit the pot hole head on ! No I never had a clue!
Yes I always wondered why things were so hard for me, as I again heard Jesus say in review " slow down! Why can't You Hear me? What is wrong with You"?

The poem will continue tomorrow..

So until then in the "Kind times" of our life please pray for me and this witnessing, as I have Just finished praying for you !