Wednesday, 30 September 2015

When I say "I'm a Chistian"

When I say "I'm a Christian"

I'm not shouting, "I've been saved!"
I'm whispering, "I get lost!
That's why I chose this way."

When I say "I'm a Christian"

I don't speak with human pride 
I'm confessing that I stumble-
Needing God to be my guide

When I say "I'm a Christian"

I'm not trying to be strong
I'm professing that I'm weak 
And pray for strength to carry on.

When I say "I'm a Christian"

I'm not bragging of success
I'm admitting that I've failed
And cannot ever pay that debt.

What I say "I'm a Christian"

I don't think I know it all
I submit to my confusion 
Asking humbly to be taught.

What I say "I'm a Christian"

I'm not claiming to be perfect
My flaws are all too visible
But God believes I'm worth it!

What I say "I'm a Christian"

I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartache,
which is why I seek His name.

What I say "I'm a Christian"

I do not wish to judge
I have no authority...

This poem is really personal to me. Earlier this week I was searching inner peace and unconditional love and I reviewed my personal relationship with God through Jesus Christ. I don't really know what brought me to write this poem. But I hope you enjoyed reading it. 

Wednesday, 23 September 2015

Oh no, three poems!!!!

Circles and holes

Bundles of circles, strung up in a ball.
In the fireplace close to the hall.
Ethnic and beautiful.
Really groovy. 
A fear of grouped together circles and holes.
Distress in a ball by design.
Take that ball of trypophobia.
Throw it back me.

My friends learned that 'trypophobia' is a phobia of clustered holes. My friends being wonderful friend decided to show me a picture of holes and I absolutely got scared.  That is what you call a trypophobia. Another phobia to put on the list.  This was not the poem I was going to put up today.  

Forgive and forget

Trials of life may cause us to fret,
Burdens often are heavy for us to bear;
We may be offended by someone and yet,
We need to place it all into God's care.

It is difficult, sometimes, to forgive,
It's even more trouble-some to forget;
We must press on...forgive...and live,
God is not finished with us yet.

Someone may have troubled you this day,
Leaving you disgusted and discouraged too;
Pause a moment and take time to pray,
Let God have His loving way within you.

It may be difficult for you to let-go,
Pause and think of what Jesus would do;
He is our Saviour and Best Friend to know,
He wants to guide you all of life through.

We must not let anger or bitterness take root,
Jesus did not let these things enter into Him;
We will be known to others by our fruit,
Take a moment to forgive and begin again.

Jesus set the example while on the Cross,
"Father, forgive them...they know not what they do"
This is the prayer He prayed and all because...
We must learn to forgive and then forget, too.

Your theme this week of poem was forgiveness. If you live near Sandhurst area, I more encourage you to go to the the forgiveness project exhibition that my church is hosting from now till October 1st. It opens till 9:00am till 9:00pm.  Best of all it's free and you are rewarded with tea or coffee and maybe cakes and biscuits. Further more this has what really inspired me to write this poem in the first place. One of the stories I read was how a daughter forgave a father who killed her mother. I'm not going to say any more. If you want any more information then here is a website Please let me know down in the comments section whether you went to the exhibtion. 


We waste most of the time,
trying to find that one thing we all desire,
But what we all do not know is,
happiness lies in everything,
even the littlest things.
Happiness lies in a beautiful day,
where the sun is up,
and the sky is in a shade of blue.
Happiness lies in the people we love,
a lover,
a friend,
a family member.
Happiness lies in a good cup of coffee,
and a friend we share lovely conversations with.
Happiness lies in wonderful moments,
Happiness lies in music,
the ones we dance and sing along to.
Happiness lies in someone's laughter,
and a smile so bright,
it shines one's heart.

Happiness lies in everything surrounding us.

Did I say not let me write three poems before? I think you are imagining it. I had a great talk with my friend and watching a video about what is happiness. Everyone happiness is different from one person it could be the sunset the other one could be writing a story. But there is one thing that is really important is that happiness always near us like saying a good joke or being really crazy in front of your friends. Just becareful showing your craziness you might just be called crazy. Or weird and wacky names such as Tigger. You know from Whinne The Pooh? What a great childhood?!?!

Hope you liked one of these poems. I wonder what was your favourite poems on this post or other post I did. 

Wednesday, 16 September 2015


Recipe for American pancakes

Who doesn't love pancakes in the morning? These are thicker than English pancakes, and the good news is that they are quick and easy to make. 


*135g Self-raising flour
*1/2 teaspoon salt
*1 tablespoon caster sugar
*145ml milk
*1 medium egg
*Butter, for cooking


  1.  In a bowl, combine the plain flour, salt, sugar and baking powder, and stir together evenly.
  2.  Place the milk into a jug. Crack in the egg and whisk together using a fork. when well mixed,  pour this mixture into the bowl containing the dry ingredients.
  3.  Stir the mixture together gently until all the flour is mixed in. Don't worry about any lumps.
  4.  Set the mixture aside for 10 minutes. 
  5. Melt a knob of butter in a large frying pan over a low heat and swirl it around so that the base of the pan is evenly covered in butter. Now turn the heat up so that the pan starts to become quite hot,
  6. When the butter is bubbling, pour in two separate dollops of mixture (roughly 2 heaped tablespoons per pancake.) Leave the pancakes to cook without touching them for a minute or two until you notice several holes developing on the surface. Now you are ready to flip the pancake.
  7. Cook for another couple of minutes on the other side until they are brown on both sides.
  8. Keep warm with a bowl on top of the pancakes, while you cook the renaming pancakes in the same way.
  9. Stack the pancakes in a pile on a serving plate and chose your topping such as jam or even maple syrup. 
  10.  Best of all, enjoy your pancakes with your family or friends or even to yourself. 

Writing Wednesday Poem

When I was little
I could never decide
what I wanted as a topping
for my pancake.
Now I have to decide
Where I want my life to go, 
What university I want to go to,
What I want to save up for,
What I want to be,
I don't want to have those decisions,
I just want peanut butter.

I just had my amazing breakfast. Can you guess what I had? I thought about the choices I had to make for my topping on my pancakes such as blackberry jam, or peanut butter how about cinnamon oh don't forget about the lemon curd. Then I relate it back to my life. I got so many decisions to make I don't know where to start. Such as what university I want to go to it would be so helpful if I know what I want to be I have no idea what I want to be. 

What inspired me to write this poem in the first place was really pancakes and conversations with my friends. And put them together to make this lovely poem. 

What are you decisions in life? Pop them down in the comments sections downstairs. 

Wednesday, 9 September 2015

Who are you again?

I should know you, shouldn't I?
It's in your face, a taut, expectant smile.

that hopes I do. God knows, I don't want to offend-
a perfect stranger? A long-last friend?

I may not know you,
but I want to!!!!

I sit here in my bedroom on my sofa and trying to work out what poem to write today. Most of you know that I suffer from face blindness in case you don't here is the link. I can't recognize myself in photos or even my friends in the photo. Which is ever so annoying, especially when your friends think it's so funny. Well to assure you, it's not funny. It is rather embarrassing. The worse scenario  is when you try new clothes and can't work out who the person is in the mirror. Wait it's you, 

When I meet new people I have to try to remember who is wearing what. Though people keep taking their hoodies, jumpers you name it they take it off with in reason. They form a different person. So there's me saying 'hello, my name is Rebekah what is yours?' I always get 'hello, we met in about ten minutes ago.' It's O.K. if you can't remember names but faces. Oh even people who you just met around ten minutes ago.

I am not good with reconsigning faces. However I am really good at remembering people by their clothes and type of style and I know people far away just by the way they are walking. So there is an advantage of being face blindness. Apart from that it sucks.

There was an encounter today when I was drinking my coffee in a pub while I was waiting for my friend. Who had a haircut. Did I recognize her? I'm afraid not. O.K. that was one of them then a few minutes went by and another person walked by, my friend Tia goes 'hang on, that person over there is from church.' I'm going 'no, it can't be. I don't remember that person. It's a stranger.' Then Tia goes' it's Louise from church'. I know Louise for about three years now and Tia only met this person about two times. 

So if you have face blindness or just can't recognize people. Here are some tips that I learned on the way that can help. 
1) At gatherings where there are some people you know, treat everyone in a friendly
way. Smile and say hello to people in passing and this will prevent people thinking you
are ignoring them. 
2) Get people to wear name tags if appropriate. 
3)  Make diagrams and notes of where people are sitting in class. This only helps if people stay in it that place. 
4) Try to work out what that person likes wearing or what they tend to wear. 

If you got any other tips that I haven't mentioned then pop them downstairs. 

Oh I forgot to mention. I gone over 1,000 page views. How did that happen?

Wednesday, 2 September 2015

Another year at college/school is starting

Back to college!

it's time for back to college
it's time to get back to the grind
it's time to get more knowledge
and be swamped with all the assignments
college is hard, it's tough
all the papers, quizzes, and tests
there's no room for you to bluff
you try to study more as your body rests
it's what the teachers don't tell you
as they pile on work more and more
they don't even give you a clue
that you learn more outside the classroom door
so take the time, take a chance
have some fun while it lasts
live your life, make it a dance
because college goes way to fast

This poem was what I said to my Mom and Dad yesterday about college life. Then wrote it down today and it made such a wonderful poem. 

So what inspired me to write it in the first place, I hear you all you saying. Well it's time to go back to school or college. During that time you get lots of tests and homework even worse never ending assignments. You try to relax for the next busy days but you can't as you got a test tomorrow so you have to study when you just want to relax with hot cocoa and off course a book. You can't just say I will relax tomorrow as teachers have a mind of their own and like to give people lots of homework. You actually learn a lot more out of the class room then you do in. I have no idea how this works. So don't ask. Amongst  of the hard work during school and college there is always room for fun. So with the fun make sure you enjoy it and remember. 

I told you this Wednesday is a bright one. There should be some brighter ones on the journey. Do you remember I said don't get used to two poems? Well today you are only going to have one. And don't get used to have two poems in one post . You just got to watch me incase I do three in one post.