A Poem/Prayer: Old Mormon Faith

It’s now been three years since I stopped investigating (seeking to convert) to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Three years,
In a time-span where I’ve thought more than once to return to the Church,
And get baptized once for all time.

I still read my Book of Mormon,
And follow the “Come, Follow Me” weekly readings,
But I still don’t want to commit to the church.

It means I’ll have to give up the lectionary in my church,
My praying to Jesus, God the Son,
It means I’ll have to give up coffee and energy drinks,
And praying the sign of the cross, wearing a cross necklace,
And carrying a Protestant rosary with me everywhere.

I’m still too attached to the Protestant, Trinitarian church,
To give up all that means to embark into the unknown,
Different, peculiar, other.

It means believing in something,
I’m not even sure is true or not.

I’ve tried so hard this past year to fit into the mainstream church,
By believing in the Trinity, I’ve become one with the whole Trinitarian Church.

I think I’ll stay here a little longer,
And possibly, maybe, I’ll convert after I retire as a Pastor,
Where I’ve lived this Trinitarian life long enough,
To explore something different.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

A Poem: Depression, Anxiety, & God

I sit here, at the library, depressed and anxious.

Mostly because I don’t have a schedule on my days off and I don’t know what to do with my life.

Yes, Sundays I get to go to the pool and have fun.
But Mondays and Tuesdays are filled with boredum, coffee, and reading.


You are one-in-three, three-in-one.

When I was a Unitarian, I believed God to be One: Spirit.
According to Catholic teaching, God the Father is indeed a spirit, as the head of the Trinity, yet equal to all.

Now, we have God the Spirit, which is a separate Holy Being from You, yet is You.
God, you’ve got split personality disorder.

Yet, I know God is personal,
That God came to Earth in the form of Jesus,

Whom Jesus was before time began.
Jesus was, is, and is to come.

And Now, God lives in his third person, as he lived as God the Father
In Old Testament times. Now, he lives as Spirit,

Yet his other two personages don’t disappear
They took their turn, and still live in equality with You.
And now you get your chance as God the Spirit.


I’m hoping for some time with family, as things get done,
Food gets eaten,
Money is spent against my ideal choice,
And time away from my depressed mind is given.

I hope for goodness, O LORD, because you are the author of goodness.
Old Testament Jews believed that you were the author of all things,

Good, Bad, and the Ugly.
But I think we know better nowadays.
Because of the Holocaust, 9/11 and all such events,
We see you crying at your friend’s funeral,
Upset at death’s ringing at the door,
And your use of death as an opportunity for good, somehow,
As you foreknew all that you would happen.


In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Poem: Everything the Opposite



You created the Heavens,

And established rules for life on Earth, and all creation.

The Israelites of old thought that God caused all bad things to happen,

That all was ordained of God.

While I don’t know if that’s true – I know good things are ordained.

I know bad things might be given permission to pass.

For what reasons, I’ll never know until I enter Heaven myself.

God’s got some crazy plan, with all his foreknowledge.

I believe in a God of all control, 

But see humans as powerfully-enough creatures,

To cause serious damage 

To our Earth, which you gave to us to steward in your name.

We damage our own people in tremendous ways, also.

Instead of us dwelling in present a Temple, God resides in us.

The Psalmist, possibly David, spoke of being in God’s courts, basking in his glory.

The crazy thing is, 

We are now God’s Temple!

God lives in us!

Let us bask in his presence in us and around us.

Instead of asking for forgiveness each time from God,

God has legally wiped the slate clean.

We owe no debts to God.

Instead of us sinning and God forgiving us over and over again,

We are declared not guilty,

Because if we had to ask for forgiveness every time,

The Old Testament proved already we kept failing at that.

God had to create a new plan.

Things had to be different when Jesus arrived.

Jesus had to show things as they really were,

Not righteous great,

And sinners failing,

But all equal under God’s eyes.

God does not show favoritism to the righteous,

But equality to the sinners,

And shows grace to all.

Jesus had to put the world upside down,

And declare the rain came to the righteous and the unrighteous,

And the servant was the Leader.

Alleluia and Amen.

A poem in response to the growing Calvinism in America’s Christianity, as well as the revolution Jesus brought when he came to Earth.  Everything is different now with Jesus.

A Poem: Still Learning for Me in the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ)


With all our differing theologies

Where we claim this about God

And that about enduring to the end.

It doesn’t matter.

What matters is that we focus on Jesus,

The Author and Perfecter of our faith.

It matters, most importantly,

That we focus on Unity in Christ,

Because all that matters, ultimately, is that we are saved.

We have been renewed, set apart, freed from sin.

We are free.

Thanks to the cross,

Nothing else matters.

Doctrine doesn’t matter.

Arguments of theology don’t matter.

What matters is Jesus,

And his enduring love for us.

May we love him and all others back.

Because what matters most

Is Jesus and our love for him and all creation.

Alleluia and Amen.

A response to my theological focus in the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ).  As Pastor Penny told me, all that matters is Jesus and that we are saved.

God Is Good: A Poem

A Testimony,
Of God and How GOOD He is.

God is good,
Not because he loves me because I am good,
But because He IS GOOD.

Nothing, as we learned in church today,
Is by coincidence.
All is planned about by the Lord.

The good is a perfect gift from above.
The bad are consequences from our actions and others’ actions.
The ugly are lessons from the LORD.

The LORD is good, the Lord is good.
The Lord is so good that he came to the cross to save me,
A sinner who could not become perfect.
I was a terrible sinner,
Full of hatred in the past for my God,
Full of hateful, horrible, hurtful language,
Immoral thoughts,
serious rage,
And I could never repent enough for all of these sins.

Not to earn grace,
But as a thank you,
I try my best every day.
First at church, I watch my foul language,
And hope to teach my children to stay clear of immoral thoughts and live righteously.

Live righteously as a thank you to the Lord,
For all He has done.

Alleluia, he has Risen. He has RISEN INDEED.


A Poem of Creation

When God formed the Earth
Jesus was at his side.
His Spirit was the power they used.

When God looked through history
As he knows all decisions we will make.
He knows our free will matters.

When God saw that we wouldn’t listen
To Him, so God was troubled.
Troubled so much, that God cried at his creation.

When God finished his work,
His Son, seeing his Father in distress,
Gave his life for God’s creation.

So that, one day, God could be with his creation.
In peace, God and his creation could be holy.
Because without Christ’s ultimate sacrifice,
To which the Father cried about, too,
We would not be at peace with God.

When God finished his work on the sixth day,
God rested on the seventh.
And he instituted a sabbath rest that would resemble the
Peace we will one day experience in Heaven.

God loves us dearly.