Snagged by Thorns



like a voodoo doll, poking and stabbing

your friend one moment

your frenemy the next

the gossip shared behind another’s back

crushing, slicing through

with endless unknown effects


the Holiest mountain stands just out of reach

while you’re stuck below

snagged by thorns piercing everywhere

your mouth firmly rooted in jealousy

held in place by envious boulders

you never once noticed were there


beguiled into thinking you can climb

past the cruelty

past the unsympathetic crime

a devil of a feat to overcome

this shutting off of evil words

slaying your heart and soul for all time


where blackness is the least of magic

driving up from deep below

your mouth moving in a downward spell

the trick behind gossiping

is you thinking it’s harmless

raising the mountain above your own hell


Psalm 15 A Psalm of David.

LORD, who shall sojourn in Thy tabernacle? Who shall dwell upon Thy holy mountain?

He that hath no slander upon his tongue.


Technically, it’s the commandment stating, “Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor.” but it seems to get less attention than, thou shalt not murder or thou shalt not lie. But Yeshuah said, all sins are equal.  Like I always say, joking, when someone lies straight to my face and I know it… “You know, you go to hell for lying, same as you do for stealing and murder.”  Just my little way of reminding people… all the commandments are equal!

All demanded by GOD!

Not just one or two….


brandon in front of a ferris wheel at Gorge 2016

Driving forward, nothing can stop him

With the will of a weed, he will steer

Through the chaos that fills every moment

Squealing tires and melting hearts, with little to no fear

Determined to make a life long remembered

His grip tight and spirit second to none

Taking his life and the world by storm

Transcending the scar of a forsaken son

No doubts trouble his insightful vision

Plowing through problems with ease and grace

His strength growing with each passing year

Determined to conquer and win each race

Shining his light into the darkest of realms

His fire for life a rare maternal element

Blinding en masse as his journey unfolds

His passion leads him to complete fulfillment

He will make each of his dreams happen

He’s a supernova just waiting to explode

Coupled with traits such as will and desire

Nothing can stop him or veer him off road

We’re All Just Mashed Potatoes and Gravy… ……..MIXED TOGETHER PEOPLE!!


there is no black and white

no yellow, brown or pink

there’s only love and hope

no matter what you’ve been taught to think

this lie about color that fills us full

of evil judgment and stupid hate

is just that, an incredibly evil lie

the enemy doth proliferate

trying to drive us further apart

leading us to defile, maim and kill

and worse, back it with the Lord’s name

can all change with just your will

your will to understand we’re all human

your will to promise to love all instead

your will to be accepting and not judge

your will to be stronger than society said

your will to create rather than destroy

your will to stand firm rather than be led

your will to truly follow in Jesus’ steps

ensuring your soul will never be dead


Wake up sheeple, we’re all just Mashed Potatoes and Gravy… all mixed up together!


If your family lives near the equator, you will have darker skin, to reflect the sun’s damaging rays and protect you from too much Vitamin D absorption.

The need for the right amount of Vitamin D is copied into our DNA and passed down to our children to keep them healthy.



Winter Strength

beauty in winter

fingers trailing

flowers on a railing

tangled ropes

into strangled hopes

washing away the bone

      of a faceless stone

pounding tears

casting mirrors

confessing rage

carving a new page

in a river of deepest chill

      do you have the will

      do you

The Power

rocks with water 2

the power

to move mountains

one rocky bit at a time

begins with a tear drop

or two

cast together

shameless and unswerving

lured by a deep desire

becoming a legion


by a singular longing


picking up speed



unable to resist

only restrained

by reflection


a tiny grain slips away


by another

and another






1 ryan and guys

In the ICE COLD DUMPING RAIN, 30 degrees outside, on a spike destroyed golf course that was slipperier than an ice rink….


I was so proud to have my nephew Ryan here to race, along with his friend Bernie, who was here two years ago also…all the way from Arizona… to run probably the most difficult race of the year… and do so well. All the teams here were winners already from all over!!

The ONLY winners of this race were the young men who DIDN’T QUIT!!!

It was the most brutal freezing muddy nightmare of a day, and they all made it across the line!!!

It was a team race, a 10 Kilometer muddy ice bath!!! It was to determine who would become All American’s, (I think, am not 100% sure about the race’s title, we were too cold to read! lol) and the winners would have a shot at Nationals… and it was the final race my nephew would run in, before he heads off the Air Force Academy to become a Pilot!!! That’s him there in the dark purple uniform, looking right at me! So PROUD of him!!!

I never heard the results, other than none of our guys would be going on, and wasn’t at all shocked to hear the Washington teams were the winners… because our guys run in this crap all year long! Poor guys from Arizona State wanted to die!

I wanted to die, and I was just a spectator!!!  I had to run to the mall to buy NEW clothes so I could go out to dinner afterwards with my brother and his wife without shivering! We were all drenched to the bone! And FREEZING….and we had clothes on!!!! So while my brother Kris was busy coaching and who is a runner himself, he flew all over the place to cheer the guys, us ladies worked our way towards the finish line.  Anyway, it was fun, my sis-n-law Julie and I ran from one side of the track they were on, to the other, as they made their way around several times, cheering them all on…and nearly gave ourselves heart attacks just trying to do that… run 100 feet… each time… lmao…. we are pathetically old.

Which we did… without slipping down the hills or doing a faceplant!! We were so proud of ourselves.

Even managed to take a few pics before we drowned our cameras!

Anyway… just wanted to post this and say WELL DONE GUYS!!!! ALL OF YOU!!!!

(You know who)