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What if… Email Edition

February 17, 2012 — Leave a comment

I wrote a quick poem the other day. For some odd reason I thought, “What if they had email in the middle-ages?” And this is what my brain cooked up.

If the kings of old had through email told
their subjects and knights their orders,
the lives of wives and simpleton tribes
would’ve kept from being martyrs.

Chew on that for a minute.

My grandma sent an email the other day with a poem attached. Here it is:



Today’s gift came wrapped in crystal drops of rain.

Is there anything more beautiful

that a freshly opened rose that is

covered in shiny drops of rain?


I love the bright sunny days of spring & summer

but an unexpected day of gentle rain is:

a soothing sound on the roof,

clears the air of pollens,

settles the dust,

makes the trees more beautiful,

makes the lawn sparkle,

and refreshes my spirit.


Lord, may my life be like a refreshing drop of rain

Help it clear someone’s troubled mind,

help me have cheerful, clear,  encouraging thoughts

that will brighten someone’s day.

May my life be refreshing to someone who

has lost the sparkle in their life.


My goal is to serve by brightening someone’s life

like You have made mine bright

by  Your presence and love in my life.

Thank You for refreshing sleep and

the blessing of waking to crystal drops of rain.


Dessa Potter

June 4, 2011


The Lost Poem

April 20, 2010 — Leave a comment

I recently found this poem. I wrote it about 7 or 8 years ago. I wonder what inspired it? I honestly don’t have a clue.

Men, Women, Children of God.
Listen to the voices that cry out and sob.
Have you heard their cries?
Have you seen their lives?
Have you fed their bodies?
Or been an instrument of God’s light?
If your answer is no, as I suspect
What are you waiting for, Jesus to come Back?
What will it take for you to step out?
A traumatic experience would work no doubt.
God calls you Now, He makes his claim.
You will help his people with the riches He has put in your name.

Stop lying to yourself,
Stop abusing God’s wealth,
There’s a reason you have what you have.
There’s a reason it’s in God’s plan.
Stop hating, stop hate.
Start love, don’t wait!
There’s so much to be done.
It’s your job He’s chosen YOU for this one.
Stop crying in selfishness,
Stop dying for nothingness.
You know what you have to do.
God has come specifically to you!

– Micah J. Foster –