Spoken Word Poetry: Fearless Faith (Taking A Page From Freddie Mercury): Part 2: The Poem Itself

Hi everyone!

To be honest, I’m surprised anyone got through any part of the previous entry at all without thinking, “This is too long; I can’t read this whole thing!” So, the short version is, essentially, is easy to sum up. Life has become too busy for me to sit down and write with full focus much of this summer and I have been going through other, confusing and painful struggles that are somewhat more personal and alluded to in the earlier post as well: Spoken Word Poetry: Fearless Faith (Taking A Page from Freddie Mercury) (Part 1: Introduction). That said, the life and legacy of the late Mr. Mercury and last week’s sermon at church on having life to the full, specifically as pertains to decision-making, got me thinking Life: Hacks: Hacking Decision-Making.

Now I understand what clicked and I’m putting the pieces together in this poem, in a way. I can’t live, much less do anything, on my own, anyway. After all, God made me for much more than to live a boring, mundane, and meaningless existence. Instead, He created me for much more and, well, I can’t think of anyone who doesn’t want that! That’s what this poem is about and, without further ado, I present the work below!

Fearless Faith (Taking A Page From Freddie Mercury)

To take a page from the playbook of someone who lacked belief

I admit, is uncommon for me, since he didn’t know peace.

(Or maybe he did, sometimes, it seemed? If I’m wrong, correct me.)

I hope I’m wrong and perhaps he died knowing the Lord of Lords, Jesus, My King,

Although Freddie Mercury lived, perhaps, not always sure what he believed.


Maybe I’m wrong, and, if I am, please correct me.

I don’t think it’s much of a stretch, though, to say he lived freely,

With confidence that what would come of him was always meant to be.

With one exception, that is, but even then he chose to break free

Of the early defeat he could have faced battling his disease.


Maybe I’m alone, but I’ve seen many in crisis call out to God

That the wills they once had to fight became completely lost.

 Wouldn’t fighting be better, since one could beat the odds?

Mr. Mercury did, and dying, proclaimed, “the show must go on.”


Wow! Thank You, God, for the reminder

 That, since my life is not done, you’ve a purpose.

Indeed, I remember now this struggle is just

Part of a bigger picture I have yet to see

And that my life may really just be beginning at almost thirty!


Lord, maybe this is bold of me, but bold I will dare to be

If a request to be bolder about living life brings you glory.

That is, I want to be like Abraham and Sarah, Mother Theresa,

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and many, many such others,

Looking at them as I do Mr. Mercury, seeing fearless faith.


Seeing their confidence and wishing for the same,

Lord, may my fears instead become faith and following Your Way.

Yes, Lord, lead me to choose the narrow gate every day

That I might open it and find Your best for me.


May I remember, though, that living this life won’t be easy,

But nothing, nothing, truly compares to Your calling –

A life lived in integrity based on You and your gift of fearless faith.




Interlude: Writer’s Block

I am almost done with the poem, folks, and trying to figure out how to finish it well. I find that when I have a feasible idea, especially one about which I am thinking for a long time after it comes up, writer’s block interrupts the flow of my work. What works best, fellow writers, to get around the block in question? Thank you!

Spoken Word Poetry: Fearless Faith (Taking A Page from Freddie Mercury) (Part 1: Introduction)

Hi everyone!

Maybe I have turned a corner after all since a counseling session brought some clarity to my current situation and I also understand my sister, Nicole’s current obsession with the music of the Britsh rock/pop band, Queen. By the way, I will call her by her nickname, Nicki, hereafter. Additionally, please bear with me since I know this introduction will be….long, but there is a lot of ground to cover. Thanks for reading this, especially if you have the kindness and patience to read it in its entirety.

For those who haven’t heard of Queen, check them out! For those who have, well, you are already acquainted with much, if not all, of their music, the personalities of the band members (especially that of the late Freddie Mercury, whose character did much to inspire this work, surprisingly!), and the Bohemian Rhapsody biopic coming out later this year.

In the session, to be clear, I talked about some family concerns, work struggles, etc., the feelings of fear and doubt I’d experienced in those and many areas of my life besides lately. In that time, and  and told my counselor, “I think I understand Nicki’s obsession with Queen now.”  For context, Nicki became obsessed with Queen around the time she first heard of the biopic, reconnecting us with our roots in classical music, country, pop, and classic rock in a new way. My initial reaction was to grumble concerning the realization that either I would become obsessed myself or I would hate Queen in response to Nicki’s obsession. (In fact, as I wrote this section of the blog, she modified “We are the Champions” and sang the modified version to her pup. Part of me wants to tell her to shush, the other is smiling and thankful for her love for Reilly since Reilly just came back from the vet and got a combination vaccine!)

That in mind, I became interested in the characters and psychology of Queen myself. After almost a year’s worth of mulling over what could be the reason behind my obsession with the character of Freddie Mercury, I hit on what most resonated with me this past week. . Nicki and I were watching the following video: Freddie Mercury – The Official Birthday Video, and I finally realized why I admired him so much and why he had a magnetic draw for many people during and after his career and death. Even with the strong language, smoking, foolishness (like calling himself a “musical prostitute- to me, there is nothing funny about human trafficking, though the jest was in sarcasm), and so on…..he was, well, authentic and transparent to a degree I don’t see in very many people nowadays. His raw candor and authenticity just…..resonated with me in a way that I finally realized that’s what I, personally, love most about him as a musician and I am sure I would have been very good friends with him if I had been born in the 1940’s or 1950’s myself.

He missed the point of living if he was not a Christian, yes, but his authenticity and transparency, with little to no fear of the days to come, were and remain inspiring. That, to me, is a hallmark of mature Christianity and what Jesus wanted for His people, after all! Proverbs 31:25, for example, says of the “wife of noble character,” “She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.” (NIV 2011) Additionally, the Message translation states that Jesus wants for us as follows:

Jesus resumed talking to the people, but now tenderly. “The Father has given me all these things to do and say. This is a unique Father-Son operation, coming out of Father and Son intimacies and knowledge. No one knows the Son the way the Father does, nor the Father the way the Son does. But I’m not keeping it to myself; I’m ready to go over it line by line with anyone willing to listen.

28-30 “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

“Living freely and lightly” sounds wonderful, doesn’t it? Part of Mr. Mercury’s draw was, I think, that he did so as well as a non-believer could do and gives many, I imagine, pause to consider what doing so as a Christian does or would mean, whether they are living like that.

How I wish Mr. Mercury had known that, if he didn’t. I pray he did and, frankly, his example has inspired me to write about that realization on Thursday and the counseling session today. Thanks be to God that He reminds us that “nothing is too hard [or difficult] for [Him],” according to Jeremiah 32:17, no matter what legitimate translation of Scripture you read! That certainly applies to living authentically and transparently, thus using the time we have on this Earth to seek out the Lord, grow close to Him, and impact the world for His glory and our good during our lives and after we are either in Heaven or Hell.

In conclusion, with that in mind, I will publish Part Two of this series of posts- the poem itself- tomorrow, as I am still writing it mentally and working out the best way to communicate what I mean clearly. Please pray about that for me and I will pray for y’all as well! Thanks, as always, and may God Bless you now and always!


Spoken Word Poetry: Trying/Trusting

Hi everyone!

I hope you are well and I am back with new work, as promised.

This one will explain itself, I think, as it refers to the difficulty I mentioned in yesterday’s entry. Thanks for bearing with me!


Endless thoughts of failure and fear plague my mind

As I question the current direction of my life.

To be frank, I feel like nothing is working and I have to keep trying

To find my way in this world and to fit in with it.

I know, though, that I was meant for something different.

Still, the loneliness I’ve felt sometimes gets crushing.


After all, I admit, this life is more confusing than I expected.

In any case, I know that I have to keeping trusting

That You, Lord, know what You are doing with it.

So I will follow you, no matter what the cost is,

Whether trying, trusting completely, or somewhere in between.

On Writing and Future Plans

Hi everyone,

It has been a long, long time since I’ve written, I know. I ask pardon and promise to write more in the future now that life is looking up after a long period of personal, though somewhat talked-of, struggles that would take days to cover here.  Suffice it to say, I have been feeling stuck and just now the creative juices, so to speak, are flowing again. As such, I feel like I can write more. After all, being in a season where I’m feeling stuck in certain aspects of my life has provided some excellent writing material, though I admit to feeling inspired rarely of late- to write, that is.

Thankfully, In fact, at this point, I expect to have something up by tomorrow and a related project in the works. Details to come!

Most importantly, I hope y’all are well and I have been praying for you no matter what your struggles, etc., are.

God Bless, Michelle

It’s Been Too Long…..

Dear Family, Friends, and Followers,

Hi y’all! It’s Michelle, as always. I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything in a while, as busyness occasionally dries up the fountain of creative inspiration that the typical writer’s brain houses- at least, mine had. Minor illnesses and injuries such as major colds and ear infections don’t help, either (very well, it’s allergy season in Maryland, so that’s normal for me), plus seeing loved ones go through celebration-worthy life changes like weddings, high school graduations, etc., have all kept me busy. That said, now that life is settling down some, I plan to publish more work tonight- well, the rough compositions!

Thanks, as always, for bearing with me and God Bless you,


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!