“Run Your Race Won” (poem)

Run, into the

Father’s arms.


Run, away from

World trapped charms.


Run, in lasting

Courage, not discouraged.


Run, chasing the

Will of the Father.


Run, swift as

A gazelle.


Run, race from the

the darkness hell.


Run, in the

beauty of holiness.


Run, your race



1 Corinthians 9:24 “Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it.”



“He’s Our Friend ” (poem)

Oh child, I have never left.

I am by your side,

Please don’t forget, I pick

you up,

I am your friend.


My love, don’t you see

That you were meant to be,

Follow Me and you

Will find peace,

Take My hand,

I’ll show you My plans

I pick you up,

I am your friend.


I feel your pain

I know your hurt

That’s what I died for

That’s what I rose for. 

Don’t you get it now?

I left, and came back

So, you can live. I pick you up –

I am your friend.


Jesus, Jesus Jesus

He loves me, you, we, us – 

He’s our friend. 


John 15:13-14 “Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down ones life for his friends. You are my friends if you do whatever I command you.”

“Take My Hand” (poem)

Take My Hand,

I’ll make you stand,

Follow My Feet,



Leap into My Arms,

Rest in Me.

All I have for you

Is yours –

Stores of blessings!


Enter in, rest your weary

Weary come cast your burden

Down, to lay on soft grass –

Pastures. Master, help us so.


Soul, praise the Lord.

Praise God’s Holy Name –

Jesus. Thank you, Jesus!

Your Tapestry (Poem)

There are Hands to your tapestry,

There are thoughts towards Your majesty,

There are Hands behind this tapestry,

There are thoughts toward Your mastery

And the soft violets in the sky is our ministry.


How did You think to create me ?

Are my thoughts like a cool gentle breeze?

Like a light shining through the blinds from the outside

street. Or can my figure be darker than the light?


Give me the strength to fight.

Don’t allow my hope to take

flight. Be this moved in Your might.

Your Hands behind this tapestry.




Tapestry Definition: used in reference to an intricate or complex combination of things or sequence of events.

Note: Things may look messy, out of order or even in disorder from your perspective. But remember what God said to the prophet Isaiah and to King Solomon. Isaiah 55:8-9 “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Proverbs 3:5-6 “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; In all yours ways acknowledge Him, And he shall direct your paths.” God is working in your life whether you recognizing it or not. Don’t give up and always keep your eyes on the Lord Jesus Christ, for His eyes never leave you for you are His child. Trust in God because he is not a God of disorder but of order, not the author of confusion but of Truth. 1 Timothy 6:12 “Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.”

God bless you and God loves you !

Born Again (poem)

Open my eyes like

At new birth

When the darkness

Has escaped from

The world of a new

Born baby.


Born –

Into a new world,

Full of light and



Only this time,

Time is not the

Enemy. The one

Whom steals, kills and destroys.


Purged from sin

Washed in anew,

In the dew of



Clean and pure,

Hope and Faith

As its children,

Love, their Father

Holding onto me,

Like a new born baby.


And I, holding on,

Just as holding onto

A mother’s hug.


Smile into it,

Fall – unto it as

Eagles wings~

As milk and honey (poem)

Here I pitch my tent

In the wilderness

The rivers of ground

Dry, running through my fingers.

I hear the wind, she sings

High, caressing my face

Kissing my eyes.


Oh God, are there rivers

Wet, to moist the dry ground?

I hear something above the winds,

Waters flowing, there is no end.

Living, life, sweet

As milk and honey.


Carry me God

To the rivers, Then

I can build my

House on the rock

Thus it shall stand

On the rock near

Living waters.


Just now, I lift my tent,

Strength of God is mine.

I walk to the sounds

Rivers flowing

Living, life, sweet

As milk and honey.



Never Leave

There in the silence

Awkward sensations,

Butterflies there to notice.

Dark, cold truth too

Await to look

Light above,

No door to go to.

Stay within,

Closed eyes

Head bowed


Yet, doubtless.

Make a way

LOVE, God is.

Take me in your wings.

There in the silence,

Light above,

Never leave.


Deuteronomy 31:6 “Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.”

Open Eyes

Have you ever felt trapped?

In a sock, in a sack?

Have you ever felt trapped?

At the door,

You see the outside

Wide and beautiful.

Trustful scenery,

Just as God made it.




But me,


In mind and in flesh.

What is else is there?

Just the rest,

They feel the same way.

Who is they?


That sort of look just like me.













Day by day.

Who can take this away?

No one, okay?

But, I heard a name.

What was that name?

Not Shame,

It is not a…game,

It is for the lame.

The broken,

The bruised,

The confused.

Like me

Like you.

Who is it then?

The name,


Yeshua Hamashiach.

Who is he?

He is Lord

Who gave his life For us.

In the flesh

Once when he was here,

Before he died

And they pierced him

On His side

With a spear.



Ran down.

The Holy Spirit Unbound.

The only man,

You can trust.

The only one

That can save.



I heard that one before.

I heard that God rose him up too,

On the third day.

Before that,

He made his way down,

Shook the screams unsound,

In Hell unbound.

Light he is



He took the keys,

Open doors

Those who were



Rose up,

Forever more.

Just as it was told,

Rose up,


The truth

That was once untold

Now is.

Where is he now?

In heaven.

Where is that?

Not of this world.

How can I find it?

Through He Who Made It


He is the one

Only one

The true one



Yeshua Hamashiach.

I was once blind.

I can see.


Open eyes

Looking at me

Mirror glance,



I trust you see

The Crimson Tree

Don’t let it scare you

It is a lie.

You will fly,

Like an eagle

Towards its home

No trouble.

Only one

Can give me this,

Only one that can

In this mist.




Yeshua Hamashiach.