2nd, 3rd & 4th kindle version of books for free – Dec 15th to 19th 2017

I made kindle versions of my 2nd, 3rd and 4th books available for free from December 15th to December 19th.† The About the Letter C book† will be removed out of publication after Christmas.† Here are the links:

33: About the Letter C

One Reason: 21 Days to a New Beginning

Remember the Nails: 40 Days of Doing Something Uncomfortable on Purpose



Blood covering of protection poster

This post contains contact information to obtain a poster of Blood Covering of Protection.† All profits from the poster will be shared with ministries, God willing all will be sent to Wellsprings Freedom of International.† †For a 24 x 18, they are $100 + shipping.† †A movie size poster 36″ x 24″ are $125 + shipping.† †Each poster includes a copy of†Seek : Lead more by example, less by opinion.† Feel free to contact me at

Poem : Rejection


Scripture : Ephesians 6:12-18


You know me better than I know myself
My heart hurts and I donít know why

The enemy is very persistent
day and night reminding me of things

The thoughts are not loving
The thoughts are not kind

During a quiet time
In your loving way

I was reminded to ONLY focus on You
You showed me others are overwhelmed

I found comfort knowing you loved me enough to share the truth
I was able to recognize your voice

It was soft, loving and firm
You said this time of trial was needed

Lean on you even more
Seek your guidance

I type this to remind myself
You are in control of all

Even though you hear lies
I gave you the authority and ability to rebuke them

The rejection you feel is a vain attempt to distract you
Donít be afraid, be aware

Be patient, be still
Be open and vulnerable

Know that I am in charge
know that I have your best interest at heart

I will show you the way
I will open doors when the time is right

Until then, stay close
Stay in my word frequently

Use the gifts I have given you
Stay on course to the commands I sent

These are your guides
These are what satisfies you

Not others who you think
They have their own course given by me

Although they see you
They are called elsewhere for the time being

Even though this might hurt right now
Trust me, seek me and you will understand in time

You know this now
It will take time to accept

The heart is truly selfish
It only wants what it wants

Keep praying, keep seeking
I have given love letters to reference

These are my words
For I am the Engineer, Architect and Authority of all

I know your heart, you believe this
the lesson of patience isnít easy, but necessary

I have given you a witness who was close in your life
For he showed you the complete picture of my love

For he is in glory
Remember this lesson, remember and share the memories

I will continue to refine you
I will continue to guide you

All things are under my control
You know this as I have revealed to you time and time again

I know you love me
I hear your prayers frequently from my son

Keep working, Keep praying
As Paul stated, Put on your full Armor daily

This will help in the daily battles
Lord, thank you for your grace and truth

In Jesus name

Story Behind the Poem

This story covers a time right after my father passed away.† The enemy has been not stop attacking me, reminding me to not love those who God chose to lead his people. I recognize the lies and rebuke them often.† The anxiety I feel is an obvious attempt to distract me like in the past.† Although it is annoying, I know the truth.† My heavenly Father shared this poem to me, so I could share with others even in trial and tough times in life, lean on him for everything.† I am doing my best to be vulnerable and only seek approval from him.† Be patient to not let my free will and selfish ways interfere in His plans.† Be still enough to listen for his voice and be intentional when he wants me to be.

Secondly, our church started a series called Voice of God.† Meaning, if you seek God, listen and obey, you’ll hear God’s voice more clearly.† As with this poem:† God is firmly and lovingly instructing me to listen and focus solely on Him.† There is NO need to seek others for approval, guidance and direction.† God wants me to focus on Him.† He has something to teach me, so….I’m not very patient, I like to do things my own way.† I’m doing my best.† We’ll see how things go, until this.† This poem was for me and I plan to meditate often, remind myself and see what He has in store for me.

About my Dad

What can you do to cover everything about a loved one when they pass away?† The short answer….You can’t.† You want to celebrate their life as much as possible and share stories with everyone who knew him.† My Dad passed away on October 15th, 2017.† †I had the privilege to spend several days with my brothers, sisters and my mom before he passed (all of them are awesome and unique!† I could write an entire story about each of them, LOVE YOU GUYS!).

Over the years, there were many seasons in my Dad’s life.† He was a son and a brother growing up.† By his own acknowledgement, he didn’t have much in the way of money or material things, but he sure did have a lot of stories from this timeframe.† As he grew, he joined the service and served our country in the Army.† By his own words, “this changed my life and helped me grow up”.† As he started on his journey towards adulthood, he became a father and husband.† He had kids (five of them) and I can’t believe he had that many.† He ran three businesses.

First, Jim’s Market. This was previously a small grocery store in the late 60’s, early 70’s.† By coincidence, the store was also owned by a person named Jim, who apparently named the store.† When my parents bought in 1975.† They kept the name and put their own spin on the store.† It started out to be a small grocery store because of my Dad’s previous 20 years working at Kroger.† My Dad quickly found out this was not a store like Kroger rather a small party store (a convenience store by today’s naming).† †It carried beer, wine, chips, had a full deli and video games (my personal favorite for a few years).† The store was famous for having Polish sausages (his personal favorite), BBQ chicken, ribs and pork chops.† Oh and those mock chicken legs.† For us kids, we spent many, MANY hours using this special “thing” that formed the mock chicken legs.† The store was a central part of our lives for 10 years. It was a defining part of my life since I was six when they bought it.† They sold when I was 15.† †While owning the store, my parents also ran a video game route with 200+ games, this was in the early 80’s.

As my Dad’s life progressed, him and my mom bought a restaurant in Belding Michigan.† This was open for few years and along with having a food-service equipment business, he was the definition of a entrepreneur.† †It never ceased to amaze me the confidence my Dad displayed making something special and successful.† †He didn’t end up on the cover of a magazine like some do or being a wall street type business.† My Dad was a hometown guy who liked to get to know his customers. He treated them with respect, integrity and could sell about anything to anybody.

And stories, he was probably most famous for his stories.† If you went for a ride in his truck (1999 Ford F350 dually), you would be entertained by his stories.† You talked the entire trip.† Never once can I recall him just pondering about something, regardless if was me, my brothers or sisters, he was humble and could relate to each of us.† Each of kids are different, over the last few days of his life, I realized we have more in common than I first thought.

Later in life, my Dad retired and took up his true passion: farming.† He acquired 40+ acres to farm hay and did he have passion for this…OH MY.† †His lifelong friend Cecil was also a farmer.† †My Dad put many, many hours of love and passion into making sure the ground was just right.† From putting lime on the right time of the year, to making sure the first or second or even the third cut was the best it could be.† My Dad loved farming.† He took pride in the long hours out in the field, fixing his tractor or painting so things looked right.

My Dad accepted Jesus Christ as his personal savior.† Faith was an important thing in his life and he tackled learning all he could about God.† He read several books as we studied in a small group. My Dad was always curious to learn.† By his own humble words, he wasn’t educated, but that was just his own in-security.† From examples in life, there is more than just being book smart.† The last part of his life, he battled cancer with the same positive outlook as he tackled everything else in his life.† There were a lot of bad days, there were a lot of good or so/so days.

During his final days, I was doing my morning devotions and ask the Lord “when” are you going take him home?† The Lord, as he has done so many previous times, painted an absolute stunning picture.† It went something like this:

“Riding his favorite 656 tractor, Red and White shining in the sun, which was setting to the west just over the treeline.†My Dad in the field, east side of my brothers house, headed south taking care his hay.† †He only had a row or two left before it was time to go home to be with Jesus.† I shared with my family Dad only had a couple of rows left.† After he was done, a very loving person shaved, combed his hair and getting ready to see Jesus.† †It was 12:10 PM he went home to glory.† His farming was complete, done with pride, joy and the best it could be”

Over the years, I’ve wrote many poems, including an entire book about his journey with cancer called 33 : About the Letter C†It’s available on Amazon either in print or kindle version.† †Along with those 33 poems, here are some I found I wanted to share involving my Dad.† Probably my personal favorite is called My Savior Wears Bibs.† It was a project I did with my Dad in 2010. Here are links to them.

We all grieve in our own way, mine is writing.† My brothers and sisters are so gifted in many ways.† My sisters are gifted in painting among many other things.† It’s incredible the talents and how easy they make it look.† †My one brother does taxidermy and each of his mounts are amazing, you can tell they are done with pride. My other brother is so gifted in many things, he can craft anything out of metal, build most anything yet is an artist in his own way.† They have so many other gifts not even mentioned, yet I sit here and realize all of us were influenced by my parents.† Each of us got a sprinkle of talents from both Mom and Dad.† † As I wrap up, I have shed many tears of joy, celebrating this occasion believing you are in heaven with your Lord and Savior Jesus, one day you’ll meet each of us at the gates welcoming us home into eternity!† Love you Dad.

Love -†Your son Steve

About my Dad : My Savior Wears Bibs

Topic 52óMy Savior Wears Bibs

Scripture : Mark 10:35Ė45; John 13:1Ė20


Wake up in the early morning
To do a task that will brighten your house.

Say a quick prayer asking for guidance,
Asking for safe and efficient work.

After reviewing a given task list,
The work begins on the projectó

Nailing pieces of wood to make a deck look almost new again.
Enjoy working with family,

Enjoy talking to friends and getting advice,
Wondering along the way

Was this the right thing to do.
Then I remember, our Savior was a carpenter.

Not only did he shape wood,
He knows how to shape people.

He puts his bibs on to do his work,
Taking a person from one perspective and

Shaping him into something better
To perform his work.

You have to serve,
For itís been said to be a leader,

You must learn how to first serve others.
Jesus did not come to be worshiped

But to serve others.
To spread Godís word that

The kingdom of heaven is near.
He performed miracles, shared parables.

He washed the feet of others.
The next time you see construction workers,

The next time you see gardeners,
The next time you see a person in bibs,

Realize his job is not fancy.
His job probably isnít fun.

His job will not bring fame or glory.
As with Jesus, he wore bibs

Doing his work, trying to share Godís love.
Thank you, Jesus, for wearing bibs.


Story Behind the Poem

In the summer of 2010, I worked with my father for two days to fix the steps in front of my house. My wife thought it would cost a lot, but it was only about $150. Everything for those two days worked out perfectly. With my fatherís guidance, we straightened up a few foundational posts that were leaning, replaced the steps, fixed the hand railing, and overall made the deck look decent again without spending too much money. As always, my dad knew what to do and figured out what he didnít.

At the time, I joked with people who did real work, meaning those who worked outside for a living, wear a popular brand of coats and bib overalls to stay warm in the winter. I thought if I published the title with a brand name, I could get in trouble so I chose to use the generic term of bibs. I joke with people that I donít do real work since I work in an office. I told them one day Iíll have a real job, and then Iíll wear this particular brand of bibs to stay warm during the cold months of the year.

About my Dad : Connection

Poem 61 : Connection

Scripture : Titus 1


A connection is two things joining together
A power cord plugged into an outlet
A light bulb and a socket
Your hand into a baseball glove
It can also be a hammer and a nail
An ax splitting wood
A child hugging his mother or father
Men and women getting married
We tend to be busy as humans
We go about our days doing things
Going from one activity to another
Not thinking too far into the future
For we don’t know how many days we have
Nor do we stop to think when things are going along
We take our days and nights for granted
The good Lord has nature in a rhythm
Our lives connect in certain ways to this pattern
We don’t stop to think much about it
Something happens in our lives
An event of some sorts that makes you think
If this person moves away or is gone
What will happen, how will it impact our connection
You reflect a moment and realize they are special
Not everyone impacts a person like this, there are a few though
You realize time with people is short
Earlier in life, things just happen
You take it for granted they’ll be around forever
Then one day, either a child grows up
A parent or grandparent grows old
They depart either by moving or passing on
Each connection is unique and serves a purpose
A spiritual connection is different
Unlike the examples mentioned above
This can’t be seen as easily
Humans like to see and experience things
The Holy Spirit joins us on our journey when we accept Christ
A spiritual connection between us and God is made
It’s the most important connection we can make
When we accept Jesus, the Holy Spirit connection is made
He is there every moment of the day helping
Godís word is written on our hearts
The Holy Spirit helps complete the connection
God wants all of us to make a connection with Him
He loved us so much, he gave us free will
We get to choose if a connection is made with him
The connection with God is most important
Cherish your earthly connections while they are still here
Enjoy every moment, every opportunity to connect
Before long, they could change or go away
The connection with God is eternal
We were made to have a relationship with him
Even in our fallen world, God made a way
Some connections are more of a struggle than others
The important ones are worth keeping
Have you or know of someone who hasn’t connected to God
Pray for this person, tell them about your connection to the Father
One day in heaven, this person will thank you
They’ll be glad they made a connection with the Father, through Christ Jesus


Story Behind the Poem

For those with kids, a connection, a bond is made that can’t be explained except for “it’s there.Ē One moment they are growing up, barely being able to care for themselves, the next moment they are entering school, the next they are as tall as you are, they get their driverís license. When they depart home for short trips, the connection you made when they were young can be broken if something happens. I experienced this feeling of fear when my youngest son got his driverís license. It made me realize, my oldest was overseas serving our country, my middle son moved out and bought his own home. The connections made were changing before my very eyes. Along with this life change, my father has been battling cancer.

The connection I had with my dad was special. I respected and thought there was no person better when I was a kid. He owned his own business, could do practically anything, there was nothing too big for him. He was my idol as a kid. I was proud he was my dad. Every time I did something exciting, I wanted to tell him. His encouraging words made a connection, a positive one that helped complete whatever I was doing at the time.

My connection with God has been similar, as I write this story, it brings tears to my eyes. Special connections should be enjoyed. A relationship with God is eternal, please make sure you tell everyone about your relationship with God. If you are reading this and don’t know God, ask someone you know who is spiritual and believes in God to have them tell you how their connection with God is. The moral of this story is enjoy whatever connections you have, however long you have before the connection is broken.

About my Dad : Isolation

Poem 32 : Isolation

Scripture : Ezekiel 3:26


Our entire being is made to worship
We thrive when being around other believers
Our soul jumps for joy when worshipping
Our spirits are filled with hope, love and joy
There are moments in life where we need separation
There are moments in life between you and God
The isolation brings peace in the middle of the storm
The isolation brings clarity to the moment
Clarification God uses to remind you of his love
There is an eternal view we are reminded of
It’s not easy to face
It’s not easy to comprehend
There are some challenges in life that bring isolation
The enemy tries to have us doubt
There could be physical and/or emotional pain involved
It’s hard to be like this, but it happens
God is there through all of it
Isolation is a tough feeling to overcome
I’m not sure there is a right answer to deal with it
Past moments in life crop up providing perspective
All I can muster to suggest, hang onto these moments
God will help you through the storm
Each situation is different
Each challenge will test your will
May you lean on God more than ever in these moments
Remember his word, draw strength from it

Story Behind the Poem

I chose Ezekiel 3:26 for the theme verse. According to the story, Ezekiel was “made silent” for seven years. He couldn’t speak and was trapped at home. In my own life, in unsettled times, I draw on stories from the Bible I can relate to my own situation. Regarding isolation, imagine what Ezekiel felt when God did this.

A friend and his spouse were going through a challenging time dealing with cancer. They were separated due to the situation and dealing with treatment and other things.

This story also reminds me of my parents and when my dad was dealing with cancer. There were times they would go weeks being at home not being around others, due to the lowered immune system.

This can being create an isolated feeling. A boring routine with quiet time that gives a person time to reflect, which I can only guess is not a peaceful time, rather feelings of “why,Ē “how come” and “I don’t want to deal with this.Ē

God has gifted me to write my feelings in such a way I can hopefully share with others, they can use poems like this when they are feeling down or isolated to bring some hope and perspective in their lives.