Finally Answering The Call Again

This is a ministry of and by the Holy Spirit, the Third Person of the holy Trinity. I am only the willing instrument for Him, privileged with the responsibility of bringing His written word to the world. I depend on the Holy Spirit even for the editing of the dictation I receive from Him.

John 16 (NKJV)

13 “However, when He, the Spirit of truth, has come, He will guide you into all truth; for He will not speak on His own authority, but whatever He hears He will speak; and He will tell you things to come.
14 “He will glorify Me for He will take of what is Mine and declare it to you.
15 “All things that the Father has are Mine. Therefore I said that He will take of Mine and declare it to you.

I will explain how My Poems From God came about: In 2001 at the age of forty-seven I became totally disabled and unable to work, was single, on my own, and devastated. Up until that point I had been a workaholic volunteering for all the overtime available; too much. The void in my life was almost unbearable. I had kept a journal off and on most of my life and had written poetry in my younger years so tried a suggestion from a book on creative writing. As soon as I woke in the morning I would write exactly three pages of free flow writing of whatever thoughts came to  mind. Frankly, nothing creative came forth from it.

I had given my life to Christ in 1996 and was reading my Bible and Christian books and materials and spent a good bit of time in verbal prayer. At some point in my morning “writings” I decided I wanted to talk to God in my journal. So I did. And I read or heard somewhere that to make the time (which wasn’t really a problem anyway) to spend with God, to get up an hour or so earlier than normal and spend that time with Him. Sometimes being a person of extremes, I started getting up at three or four in the morning and getting right in my journal with Him.

I absolutely l loved the time I spent with God while it seemed the rest of the world was asleep. It was just Him and me there and I have to say that that is where I learned what a “relationship” with God is all about. While three pages had seemed like an eternity before, hours would pass with God before I knew it. Where my mind would wander while praying silently or out loud to Him, writing to Him kept me on track and one thing would lead to another and on and on. And not only did my love of God grow but the knowledge of how much He loves me grew.

Fast forward a couple or three years to early 2008 and one morning I asked Him in my journal to please give me poetry for His honor and glory. And, I cannot stress this enough, but the very next morning as I was writing along in our journal, words and phrases kept interrupting in my ears. I listened a little as I was writing and thought, “this is not what I’m talking to God about.” Finally it got so annoying that I just stopped writing and started listening, and then writing down what I was hearing. The words stopped and there in front of me on the paper was a beautiful poem for the honor and glory of God Himself from Himself!

I let myself sit there in stunned silence for a few minutes, rereading the poem, trying to take in what had just happened and make some sense out of it. Then it was almost as if I heard that still, small voice laughing at me and I burst out in a mixture of laughter and tears of gratitude and joy. God, through the dictation of the Holy Spirit, had answered my prayer of the day before, for His honor and glory. To me that was as quick as the blink of an eye and a jump-start to some serious faith. The next morning it was two poems. And it continues off and on to this day.

One of the first poems was to form my future attitude…

Answer the Call 2/3/08

Isaiah 6:8 ESV
And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” Then I said, “Here I am! Send me.”

Here am I Lord,
Tattered and torn,
Bruised and worn.
You care not how,
Only that I come,
Whether as a beggar
Off the streets,
Or a rich man
Knowing he’s poor.
I bring myself,
Lots or none,
For Your Good Will
To be done.
It is in Your Presence
I find my peace,
In Your will,
I find my place.
I heard you call
Many times before,
My name,
So soft, so low,
But I brushed it off,
Always scoffed,
“Surely He doesn’t mean me!”
I doubted Your love,
Rejected Your grace,
Refused to get on my knees,
But now that I’m down
I’m turning around
And asking You, “Please,
“Send me!”

Copyright 2008 by Brenda LaVelle

Always, in all ways, to God the honor and praise!

I was so blessed by those poems. But wait… God let me know that those poems were for me to bless “the world” with. Yes, the world. This seemed more like a scream than a call. So I wondered how was I supposed to do THAT? (That was long ago when I thought God gave me a command and left me to do it alone! Haha!) I thought it must mean I was to put together a book with His poems. I decided all the poems He gave me were best called My Poems From God as a whole. Then God introduced me to blogs when I had ruled out the cost of publishing a book. And was born.

This blog was in operation a couple of years ago, but inadvertently went down due to my own neglect. In the time it has taken me to bring it back up to you, God has not been idle in my life, but has had me on His Potter’s Wheel to get me back to His plan. He has taken some drastic measures to do so. I am bringing this blog back up because it is God’s will for me. I have known it for a long time but have been procrastinating about doing it. But it is past time for God to have His way with me and my life again. Only God is my true joy on this earth and will be more so in heaven.

My Joy   3/9/16 (Edited 3/13/16)

Are not parts of
Who I want to be

I am free
In Christ Jesus
To be a bondslave
Only to Him

He broke the chains
Unshackled me
Bought outright
Christ paid the price

Now I’m owned
By God alone
Proud of Him
I want no other

Copyright 2016 by Brenda LaVelle

Always, in all ways, to God the honor and praise!


This was a “successful” blog at the time I basically abandoned it. I say successful from the standpoint that one of my posts went virtually viral overnight after being up for a few months. And I got overwhelmed with all the comments coming in and not having a good spam filter in place. I found myself totally unprepared for a barrage of requests for interviews about how I developed the blog, along with multiple offers to translate it into numerous other languages.

And I had a big problem with self-consciousness although I had strained to make it known that the content was not “about” me, but about God. And I know now that if it had not been “about, from, with, and of” God that it would not have gotten to where it went. Only God could have made it get to the place where it was.

Once again, I am at the keyboard with my fingers doing the walking and God doing the talking. It’s His will, not mine. I don’t even try to think, just listen and type. I go back and check it over, maybe edit a little and change a few things around to get a better flow, but it’s His. And that’s the way it was before. I am a little more savvy about things like spam filters and technical stuff, but I still give God all the credit for leading me to the information I need to be a better vessel this time around.

I have no idea if the exposure this blog had before will ever come back, but I’m not going to take any care for it. It is totally the Lord’s! I know now that I serve a God who has no limits to what He can do, even through me, as long as I’m a willing bondslave to Jesus Christ. I find on a daily basis that as I take my own hands off the wheel of everything in my life and hand it over to Him, He takes better care of it all than I could ever imagine doing myself.

Today I am fervently willing to bring the Word of the Lord and His poems to the world again, with a determination to let Him use me as He wishes. I am only in control of the technicalities of getting it up and running for His good will.

I ask Him…

Replenish Me, Lord 6/13/08

Replenish me, Lord,
In Your myriad of ways.
Help me get unstuck,
Make productive my days.

Be by my side, Lord,
As this morning breaks through.
Make straight my paths,
Show me all I should do.

Brighten my face, Lord,
From Your Most Holy Son.
Let Him uplift me,
Swiftly as He can come.

Make quick my step, Lord,
To Your own silent call.
Give me Your power,
So glad to give You all.

All this I ask, Lord,
As a pilgrim, here, now,
To be everything,
That Your will will allow.

Copyright 2008 by Brenda LaVelle

Always, in all ways, to God the honor and praise!

It is my sincere desire that the words you find here will enrich your life and perhaps open your mind and heart in a myriad of ways.

This first post will be short to give me time to get working on several more posts for the time leading up to Passover, Good Friday, and Easter.

I would like to ask any who might visit here who were readers of the blog previously if you would drop me a comment to let me know you found me again, and please forgive me for being gone for so long!

Copyright 2016 by Brenda LaVelle


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