Spoken Word Poetry: Facing The Unknown/Back to Square One

Hi everyone! I haven’t written in a while because I have been very busy with work, ironing out the beginnings of writing a book (see more here), and such as that, I’m back and have another poem I plan to add. This one’s mostly about going through some personal struggles and questioning what God has for me, but knowing I can trust Him, even though doing so can be- and often is- difficult to the human mind. At least, I know that has been my experience and it is easy to give into the temptation to think God doesn’t know what He is doing when our lives aren’t working out as we hope. That, for some reason, got me thinking this evening as I was considering my life as it has passed so far. After all, though I love God, love my family,  love my friends, love my church community, find my job rewarding and am glad for my career path, have hobbies I enjoy, etc., I still have my questions about what the future holds for me.

As such, I’ve had a lot of questions about myself as a person and what my future will hold. Thus, I was inspired to write again, especially as today is World Poetry Day! Thanks to Nicole Czarnecki at The Nicole Factor .  I appreciate the notice!

Without further ado, then, here is the poem I mentioned and I will also have more details on the manuscript for the book I am authoring if anyone is interested!

(P.S. Please pardon the formatting. Everything I have tried to fix it has failed for some reason! I will do my best to fix it and ask pardon!)

Facing the Unknown/Back to Square One

I have days I admit I can mundane and all the same like when

It’s six or seven o’ clock in the morning again

And I wake up wondering why I am here and what is my purpose?

I love what I do, which makes my work worth the doing, I say!

But, like anyone else, I wonder if where I am now is where I am called to stay

Or worse, was I meant to be somewhere else to start and I went my own way

Instead of seeking the God Who made me with all my heart and ordained all my days?

What if, instead, I am where I am meant to be and missing the bigger picture,

But get bogged down in the details of the everyday until that hurts?

Maybe there’s something in what I am doing that I am simply missing

And I just have to keep working, waiting, and praying concerning what I’ve been given.

I know all things will work for my good in the end, but I still have my questions!

For example, I believe my work is significant, but  wonder, “Is all this worth it?

Am I living my everyday as I am meant to live, giving my everything I have

Working for my bosses as for the Lord, the Great I Am, that is?”

I confess I am as human as anyone else and sometimes feel like mundanity

Has been the result of my existence, awaiting the fulfillment of dreams of majesty.

Then I reflect on my God, my family, my friends, and the freedom of my country

And remember I am blessed, no matter what this life holds for me.

Of course, the cycle continues on to some weekends, however I find myself awakened,

Whether by sunlight on my face, alarm clocks, or puppy kisses.

Usually, I find myself waking early almost every morning then

And start the day praying, though battling life’s uncertainties again.

Then comes the inevitable: will I accomplish everything I had planned?

Will I find time out from housecleaning, bills to pay, and such as that?

Hopefully, I find myself thinking, I’ll spend quiet, focused time with God,

Take some time to share with my loved ones and snuggle up often with my pups.

That is, I find myself asking “Will life ever be less mundane than it seems at present

Even though I know my days are filled with good things and I have been blessed?”

After all, I doubt I’m alone in feeling that my everyday has moments of stagnancy

And wondering whether I am living my life well for the One greater than me.

I have my doubts sometimes about where I have been led and

Whether the life I have lived is making an impact, to be honest.

Right now, I admit, I am perplexed at best about how to manage.

At worst, I’m sometimes surprised I haven’t said, “All right, then,”

And found myself questioning all that I’ve come to believe in!

Very well, I know that the Gospel truth of my God is what it is

And the One Who is Faithful will never break His promises.

Even when I face the unknown, then, and find that my progress

Has put me back on square one again, still He is with me, no matter what’s next.

Whatever this life holds, in conclusion, however it changes

Be it life holds new relationships, income, travel destinations,

Career changes, new studies, greater wisdom and revelations,

Whether the mundane stays the same or becomes majestic,

Perhaps I am the problem in my life and need a change in perspective.

Something about realizing that the unknown is not mine to know, though,

Is, I confess, refreshing, although I admit often to a fear of the unknown.

Perhaps I am stuck in this cycle because I need to know more how to listen

To the voice of my God and to keep believing that all He says, He will do yet!

I know that facing the unknown and being on square one sometimes is not the end;

Rather, every time I find myself here is an endless second chance to start afresh

And live better for the rest of my life, for eternal impact and significance.

To God be the glory in all things, to Him forever and ever, then!

In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, Amen!



Just for Encouragement

Hi everyone!

As I’m getting more ideas for writing and figuring out the process of compiling and  publishing this book, I found a story I thought y’all would enjoy in case you need a smile tonight:


There are still wonderful people in the world and I thank God He made me smile. Now to thank the cops in my area as I can. 😀


God Bless,


Back to Writing…and A Risk…..

Hi everyone! I know it has been a while since I’ve written anything, as life had become busy, stressful, and exhausting as a result of life circumstances coming together enough for me to freak out and resign myself to waiting for the right time. Finally, I see a lull in the activity around me that is enough to have made me think about taking a risk.
The risk, to be specific, is publishing a book of the poetry and other writings I have made over the years. From the time I was twelve, perhaps earlier than that, I’ve been passionate about writing. I’ve also been passionate about missions work and noticed that most of my writing has concerned the Gospel directly. What is more, many, many loved ones have  told me I should publish some of my work, and I don’t see why not. At least, I’m willing to take the risk because I have considered it for a long time and I see now as being as good a time as any to do so. Finally, on the heels of my sister publishing two books a few years ago, which she continues to do today, came my decision to give it a shot.


(I threw this in here to give you an idea of Nicki’s work so far, which inspired me!)

If anyone is interested in checking out her work:

1) Here is Nicki’s blog: http://www.thenicolefactor.blogspot.com

2) This is the first of the aforementioned books:


(Somehow the image didn’t come up, so I am encouraging y’all to check out the link instead.)

3) This is the second of the two books in question:

4) For any other work you might like: Here is her Author Central page.


The final step in the decision-making process had to do with encouragement from a friend at church- many, actually- who pushed me to publish what I have written!
Therefore, to those of you who have followed my blog, YT channel, and such so far, thank you! Your support and continued interest in my work has motivated me considerably as well.

Above all, if Jesus isn’t in it, I’m done. I will walk away from everything willingly if ever there should come a time that I am more consumed with fame and fortune than reaching people for Christ, with money and fame as tools to do so. I have no doubt that God can use anything and everything in this world to spread His Gospel. After all, He made everything that exists and I see no reason not to continue to glorify His Name by the writing I’m doing. At least, I think so and I figure the risk is worth a shot!

I will also resume doing as I had promised previously and would appreciate suggestions, etc., to start again. Thanks be to God, y’all have been incredible motivators and I am grateful to know you, no matter how often or little we talk or otherwise communicate.

In that vein, I have one more question for the more experienced bloggers, authors, and such of the world: For a first-time/future published author like me, what advice do you have that helped you succeed in taking the risk and seeing it through? What kept you going, knowing the risk would be huge, but made doing so worth it? I would appreciate any constructive feedback that you would have to offer if you are so inclined. Thank you very much!

In His Name, may this be done, if this is His will.

God Bless,


Spoken Word Poetry: Glowsticks (The Full Effect)

Hello and Happy New Year! Finally, I feel like I have the promised poem to share and might as well give a little background so y’all have some context for the metaphor here. At the beginning of December, I missed church since I was at home recovering from a stomach bug and I was bummed that I couldn’t be there in person. I did, however, watch the service online and checked Facebook afterwards. As I browsed Facebook, I saw a post by a friend from my church that got me thinking.

Well, never mind that, as “got me thinking” isn’t exactly strong enough phrasing to describe how I felt. Frankly, I teared up reading the powerful post.

As follows:

I was in Dollar Tree last night and there was a lady and two kids behind me in the LONG line. One was a big kid, one was a toddler. The bigger one had a pack of glowsticks and the baby was screaming for them so the Mom opened the pack and gave him one, which stopped his tears. He walked around with it smiling, but them the bigger boy took it and the baby started screaming again. Just as the Mom was about to fuss at the older child, he bent the glowstick and handed it back to the baby. As we walked outside at the same time, the baby noticed that the stick was now glowing and his brother said “I had to break it so you could get the full effect from it.” I almost ran because l could hear God saying to me, “I had to break you too show you why I created you. You had to go through it so you could fulfill your purpose.” That little baby was happy just swinging that “unbroken” glowstick around in the air because he didn’t understand what it was created to do which was “glow”. There are some people who will be content just “being” but some of us that God has chosen, we have to be “broken”. We have to get sick. We go through divorce. We have to bury our spouse, parents, bestfriend, or our child because, in those moments of desperation, God is breaking us but when the breaking is done, then we will be able to see the reason for which we were created.
Shared from a friend…..Copy & Paste

WOW. I am reading this post for the third time since God ordained that I read remembered the story. I am still emotionally affected, as I hope I am always affected, by reading testimonies like this. That, in turn, inspired the piece I am publishing here, and I pray you will find everything posted here encouraging and effective in bringing you closer to God!

Glowsticks (The Full Effect)

Being sick certainly isn’t the best way to spend a worshipful Sunday,

But I see now God primed me for a transformation of my heart that day.

I admit I was complaining as I worshipped, worshipping though I was;

Still, I missed the physical presences of many fellow believers I have come to love.

Looking back, though, had I known what God had planned in His infinite love,

Perhaps I’d have been resting without question, choosing instead to trust.

Thanks to be to God that He gives endless second chances, even in the midst of questions!

Thanks be to God He loves us even when we reject the best gift we’ve been given!

Perhaps having a restless mind that day and being exposed as stubborn

Was the catalyst for a closer look at Christ and my worth as His, forgiven.

Perhaps I needed to be broken of myself once again- and to repent, as often.

I realize now I needed to see that, God is a master of bringing beauty from brokeness!

I confess I realize now I am as a toddler angry at his brother in a dollar store

For breaking a sought-after glowstick, unaware the break makes it something more.

Only when He tells me that He “had to break it to get the full effect”

Do I realize that the pain was worth enduring for the outcome in the end.


God, may I, then, be a glowstick You break so you can use my life to full effect

And make the life of this child You made of me one of reverence and worship.

Now and forever, in Your Name I pray, dear Jesus, Amen.





Happy New Year!/Bonne Année!



(Credit: http://www.happynewyearwishes2018.org/2017/10/happy-new-year-2018-images.html)


Hiya folks!

I hope y’all had a Merry Christmas and/or still are having a Merry Christmas! I fall into the latter camp of those who choose to celebrate until Epiphany myself, so Merry Christmas either way!

Additionally, it took a while to finalize “Glowsticks (The Full Effect of Brokeness),” so I will be posting that tomorrow- next year where I am, presently!

Finally, what are your top three New Year’s resolutions if you make any? Mine, personally, are to get closer to God and loved ones, get healthier, and write more. May 2017 have ended well for you and 2018 be off to a truly fresh start!

God Bless/Dieu vous bénisse ,


Excuse the Duplicate Post!

Hi folks!

Sorry about the duplicate post. I will delete that and leave the intended post up unless, of course, y’all prefer the more recent post. Eh, well, maybe God decided to double down on making that point through me to my readers and to me alike? Hopefully all is well with you folks and I plan to have another post up soon!

Thanks and God Bless,


Spoken Word Poetry: Small Beginnings/Genesis

Finally, after two weeks’ worth of unusual busyness at work and the stomach bug going through there on top of that, I’m back. Thankfully, my most meaningful writing, from what I have observed, seems to come to me in those moments when I wonder what God could possibly have planned for all I’m enduring. At least, the pit I referred to in earlier writings isn’t bottomless after all! That, Psalm 33, and a book which some of you may have read, Chase the Lion by Mark Batterson, had a bit of something to do with that.

That is, that during that time, God used much to inspire me and the first source of inspiration for this poem came from an often-rich source of inspiration for writers: someone else’s writing! For those of you who know nothing about Mark Batterson or his work, he is the lead pastor at National Community Church in Washington, D.C., which you can check out via http://www.theaterchurch.com.

What is more, among the more popular books he has written include In A Pit with A Lion on A Snowy Day (2006) and its sequel, Chase the Lion (2016). My church is currently studying the sequel and, while we’ve studied the book, something he said about feeling stuck and not where one wants to be as a God-honoring dreamer resonated with me. Yup, I’ve felt stuck, but I didn’t expect to have to take his response into account as much as, well, the work shows I did. “Don’t despise the day of small beginnings!,” he said, and that struck a chord with me.

That was the start, anyway. Then, I pondered what he said about “genesis moments” earlier in the book: those moments in which one act of kindness, word of encouragement to oneself or another, repentance, baptism, reading a book- anything!- could lead to a life beyond one’s wildest dreams while honoring God. One must simply have the courage to take the steps of faith to honor God with his or her dream and life to make it a reality as God wills. That, too, struck me as something to consider, which further cemented my committment to being patient in the personal frustrations I have experienced recently.

The third piece of the puzzle that became the work was in a conversation with a friend about those frustrations. She encouraged me to keep pursuing my dreams and helped me to renew some older ones I had shelved years ago. Thank you, Nena; that means more to me than I feel I can express on this blog concisely! You’re amazing, my friend, and I thank God for you.

Finally, just when all of the frustration was starting to reach its peak and I felt that I must be crazy for feeling discouraged and doubting, God brought me to Psalm 33:18-19. I’m using the NLT version here since that’s my personal favorite, but I also recommend the NIV, NASB, ESV, NKJV, and MSG translations of the Word. That psalm says, in part,

But the Lord watches over those who fear him,
    those who rely on his unfailing love.
19 He rescues them from death
    and keeps them alive in times of famine.” (Psalm 33:18-19, NLT 2015)

That was the final piece of the puzzle that showed me I needed to write and, perhaps, publish this piece, partly as a reminder to myself and partly as an encouragement to future generations, Therefore, here is the work in question, and I promise to keep writing as God calls me to do. 🙂

Small Beginnings/Genesis

Finally, the pieces of my puzzle are falling into place

And I’m seeing my cave of Adullam for the strengthening of my faith/

And a much-needed training ground that God had made for His glory!

Perhaps the pain I had to bear was for my good

Perhaps, by my mistakes and sins that I’d undo if I could/

There was something I needed to learn- and I pray that all of us would.