My Children

My Children

As little chickens you were under my feet,
As I scurried around to find you something to eat.
The messes we made kept me busy all day,
Washing and cooking while you romped and played.

Moments in time that passed in a hurry,
Never to happen again.  Now it’s so blurry.
What happened to my children?
O where has time gone?

Where are my sweet children that gave me such joy?
Where is the laughter of my little boy?
Their sweet little hands, their tiny little feet,
Their chubby little tummies and chubby little cheeks.

From babies to children to grownups they grew.
At the time it seemed forever;
Now the process is through.
It’s not possible to go back, if only I could.
To spend the day with them, I surely would.

Pictures of the past, precious moments in time,
Only to be remembered, never to happen again.
If I could only turn back the time,
Knowing what I know today, I would try so very hard
To be a better mother in every-way.

By: Brenda Riddle

no problem

No problem

Israel came to the sea and couldn’t get across,
But that was no problem for Yahweh.
The sea was wide and the waters were deep,
But that was no problem for Yahweh.

The desert was barren, no water in sight,
But that was no problem for Yahweh.
The people were hungry and needed some food,
But that was no problem for Yahweh.

That was no problem for Yahweh.
That was no problem for Yahweh.
He gave them food and water to drink.
That was no problem for Yahweh.

To the promise land He led them, too.
That was no problem for Yahweh.
To the promised land He will carry us, too.
That is no problem for Yahweh.

It was no problem for Yahweh.
It was no problem for Yahweh.
Whatever the problem His people may have,
That is no problem for Yahweh.

By: Brenda Riddle


Remember Me

Do you remember the first time that you knew I was here?  Boy, were you surprised!   I was going to be with you when you would lie down to sleep at night and all through your busy day, after you got up.  I was going to be with you in everything you did, whether you were sitting at home or out on the road somewhere, like two peas in a pod.

Sometimes you would stay up late, walking the floor.  Sometimes you cried.   Sometimes you couldn’t eat.  But, when you did eat, I shared your every meal, letting you know which foods were not my favorites – like Brussels sprouts.  Whew!  We spent half the night in the bathroom after that one. I know I make you sick sometimes – you can’t even stand the smell of coffee, your favorite drink – but I will make it up to you with kisses someday.

I am getting stronger and, one day, I was able to give you a little kick just to let you know that I was still here and doing well.  However, you thought you had gas, so each day I would give you little kicks until you knew that it was really me.  It was a fun game, because you would put your warm hand on the spot and say, “Oh, it moved!”  Just for your information, I am not an “it.”  I’m your baby boy and I will have brown hair and green eyes, just like yours.  For now, though, I am your secret.  Only you know that I am here, but I am growing bigger and bigger and soon others will know about me, too.

Do you remember that day when you turned on the electric blender to make a strawberry smoothie, my favorite?  I had been taking a little snooze and the sudden noise made me jump.  I think it scared you, too, because you started crying again.  I didn’t mean to scare you so much.  I only want you to be happy having me – just like I’m happy being yours.

I really like it when you play music – especially the slower, soft melodies. I stop kicking and rolling around just to listen.  Sometimes I get so relaxed that I fall asleep.  What a beautiful world I will be entering!  I will get to see your face, drink lots of strawberry smoothies and listen to music.

Lately, I’ve been hearing other voices.  Sometimes the voices sound kind, but sometimes they sound angry or mean.  I hear words like, “shame,” “life limiting,” “burden,” and “poverty.”  The loud voices don’t scare me, though, because I know that I am safe here with you.

Today we’re waiting to see the doctor.  I’m so excited because he will tell you just how healthy and perfectly formed I am from the tip of my bald head to my tiny toes. Here he comes now…

Wait!  What is the doctor doing?  Stop, that hurts!  Don’t take me away, please!

…Well, I guess I won’t get to see you after all…

Will you have another son like me someday?  Will you remember me when you look into his eyes or hold him close as he nurses at your breast?  When he learns to walk and talk, will you tell him about me, his brother?  Will he get to drink strawberry smoothies and listen to beautiful music with you?  Will he get to play first base on the Little League team and will you help him with his multiplication tables? Will that tall, young man in the graduation gown remind you of another son you briefly knew?

When you are older and almost finished with life’s struggles – the frantic scramble, the unmet goals, the disappointments, the hurts, all of the things that don’t seem so important anymore – will I come to mind?  When you sit alone in the silence, sipping a cup of coffee and recalling the friends and family that have faded away, will you think of me?  Who knows what my life would have been like?  But, there’s one thing I do know, Mom.  I would have eaten my Brussels sprouts, just for you.

by Debbie Reed


Trinity of Trouble

The old adage that “troubles always come in threes” is uncannily accurate it seems.  If, in the space of a few days, our car’s battery goes belly-up and the toilet gets clogged, it’s a sure bet that the cat will get sick, the honeybees will swarm, or a calf will wiggle through the fence and end up running down the road.  These problems, although not life-threatening, can wear us down and have a significant impact upon our mental, emotional, and even our spiritual health.

In a similar manner, our national health is also subject to fatigue from the onslaught of a variety of moral and ethical problems.  A cultural divide, an earthquake-sized crack in the unity of our nation, and all of humanity, is daily widening, further separating those on either side of the division.  Our national political, moral and religious conflicts, it seems, are rooted in and growing out of three major arenas:  wealth/power (greed/war), illicit sex (promiscuity/homosexuality) and infant sacrifice (abortion).

If you think all of these controversies and conflicts are new, think again. These troubles have plagued mankind since the beginning of civilization.  When the ancient Israelites first entered the Promised Land, they found the native Canaanites worshiping three major deities:  Baal, Astarte and Moloch.

Baal, who was known as “Prince, Lord of the Earth,” was the overseer of all things relating to commerce, wealth and power.  As the supreme god, it was he who controlled the sun, storms, and agriculture.  His lightning bolt defeated enemies as well as produced crops and children.  As such, Baal worship was rooted in sensuality and war and often required human sacrifice.  Yahshua called Satan “Beelzebub,” linking the devil to Baal (Matthew 12:27).

Astarte, the Hellenized form of the Middle Eastern goddess, Ishtar (pronounced Easter), was the goddess of fertility and sexuality.  Also known as the Queen of Heaven, the worship of Astarte included ritual prostitution.  The female and male shrine prostitutes, known as temple holy ones, were highly respected in their roles of performing these “sacred” acts, which also included homosexuality.  Astarte, called Ashtorah in the Hebrew scriptures, was referred to as the consort of Baal or, in other regions, she was designated as the consort of Moloch, the most gruesome of the triad.

Moloch, whose name is interpreted in Hebrew as “the personified ruler of shameful sacrifice,” included sexual rituals along with child sacrifice.  Moloch was usually portrayed in the form of a giant metal statue of a man with a bull’s head.  The statue had outstretched arms that served as a ramp to a hole in the abdomen.  A fire was lighted in and around the statue and firstborn babies were placed on the outstretched arms or directly in the hole to agonizingly burn to death.  Drums were played during the spectacle to drown out the screams of the child.  This sacrifice was to ensure financial prosperity and future children for the family.

The worship of these ancient deities is alive and well in modern society today.  The economy, sex, and war make up the larger part of the headlines in the media.  The illegal or obsessive accumulation of wealth, the rising crime rate, the promotion of promiscuity, the addiction to pornography and the approximately 3,000 abortions performed each day in our nation speak volumes on the spiritual decay within.  Just as the roles of Baal, Astarte and Moloch were dependent upon and intertwined together in a circle of greed, carnality, and death, so do we see this played out each and every day in the virtual and the real world.  “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun”, Ecclesiastes 1:9.

The first commandment given to mankind was, “I am Yahweh your Elohim, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery.  You shall have no other elohim before me.”  Exodus 20: 2-3.  He brought us out of slavery to sin and told us not to worship other mighty ones.  Each day we do battle against forces we can neither see nor completely understand, and it is only through seeking Him and His will that we can overcome the desires that will lead to eternal death. “Whatever is has already been before; and Yahweh will call the past to account.” Ecclesiastes 3:15.

By: Debbie Reed


Songs of Praise

Songs of Praise


Early in the morning and when the evening comes,

little birds outside my window lift their little voices, each and every one.

It doesn’t matter where they are, it makes no difference if there is only one or two,

they seem to sing both day and night no matter what they later do.

One morning, as I listened their beautiful music rose higher in the air,

along with this sweetness came the thought of a lesson that we all can understand and share.

These little ones were not singing, ‘come and eat’ or ‘let’s sleep the day is done,’

these little birds were lifting their voices in songs of praise, each and every one.

To our great creator Yahweh, these birds begin their day with praise,

then later as they settle for the night again their voices all together will they raise in praise.

These little ones of the air gather together, no difference being made in their breed,

all differences are pushed aside they’ll sing before they feed.

How wondrous Yahweh’s creation – a lesson for us waiting even there,

though men were given dominion over birds we should learn to follow their example and lift our hands and voices in praise to Yahweh, let songs of praise rise in the air.


By  Michelle Love

Blessed by Yahweh

I Am Yet Blessed

Throughout my spiritual walk, I believe that Yahweh has always been watching over me. Looking back on certain events in my life, I can truly see that what Yahweh has done for me has led me to become a strong and an extremely blessed woman, and now, an even more blessed woman, newly immersed into the faith.

I have always been a writer, as far back as I can remember. Lately, I have been finding old journals from 2007-2010 and have been reflecting on what I had written then to where I am now. My writings to Yahweh back then have blessed me now.  Following is something I wrote back in April 2010 (keep in mind, back then I was using the titles, but have inserted the Hebrew names now):   “Yahweh is yet good to me. No matter what wrong I do, he is still there for me. Sometimes in church, I feel like just letting go and letting Elohim into my life, but I keep fighting the spirit. His conviction on me is so strong every time I do anything sinful. I  know that I have a work to do with Yahweh. I just need to get my life right.”  Even six years ago, He was yet blessing me and working with me.  I am truly thankful that Yahweh has called me to this place and moment in time.

There are times that our faith still falters, even though Yahweh is working with us. As believers, we go through a number of struggles which could cause our faith to waver. Scripture tells us to hold fast to our faith. Hebrews 10:23: “Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for his is faithful that promised).”   I once purchased a portrait that says, “Faith makes things possible…not easy.” I believe this with my whole heart. This walk at times is not easy. However, this is where, I believe, unwavering faith comes in to play. James 1:6 – “But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with wind and tossed.”  When Yahshua called out to Peter and said, “Come,” Peter did not keep his eyes on Yahshua, which caused his faith to waver and he sank into the water. Matt 14:31 – “And immediately Yahshua stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him, ‘O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?’”  We must keep our eyes on our Heavenly Father and our Savior, Yahshua. You know that old saying; keep your eyes on the prize. Keep your heart fixed on Yahweh, for he wants someone with a humble heart and a heart set on Him. Psalms 57:7 – “My heart is fixed, O Yahweh, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.”

When I first started coming to YRM, I was afraid to show my praise. I was afraid of singing the worship songs. But Yahweh doesn’t want someone who is afraid. He wants someone with strong courage and scripture tells us to have courage. Deut 31:6 – “Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for Yahweh thy Elohim, he it is that doth go with thee, he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.” 

When the unwavering faith hits, or when we go through our struggles, so often we tend to focus on the negative aspects of things.  Why do we focus on the negative, asking questions like, “Why can’t I have this?” or “Why am I not getting blessed with this?” or even, “When is this going to happen?” What I have learned in this faith is that we mustn’t focus on what we don’t have, but instead consider what we do have and on all we have been blessed with. 

Many times we spend so much energy concentrating on what we don’t have, that we might miss a blessing from Yahweh. While we’re busy looking over “there,” our blessing is over “here” and, in a blink of an eye, we have missed it. We all have desires of our hearts and it is good to pray on these things. But if we make these desires the center of our attention and prayers, then I believe we are making these things our idols. Pray on the desires of your heart, then give it to Yahweh. Trust in Him. One of my favorite scriptures is Psalms 37:4-5 – “Delight thyself also in Yahweh; and he will give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto Yahweh; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.” Notice that this scripture says to delight ourselves in Yahweh; it does not say delight ourselves in our desires. 

When your heart and attention are on what you don’t have, then they are not on Yahweh. Keep your eyes fixed on Yahweh and He will provide. We must remember to trust that Yahweh is going to bless us with our heart’s desires. We must have faith in Him. And we also must know that it is not our will, but more importantly, it is His will. What He does for us is for His good. Romans 8:28 – “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love Elohim, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”


By: Jessica Leber

The Anticipation of The Bride…Part 1

My love is a fragrant flower. As the dew moistens the grass, so are my lips moistened by his kisses. His arms are to me like ribbons of silk, enveloping my whole being. Lying on his chest is like lying on the sweet smelling earth. His breath is soft and sensual. His eye is as the waters of a crystal lake, clear and smooth. Words of wisdom roll off his tongue; his voice is as a symphony, soft and lyrical. His tender heart harkens to the will of YAHWEH, ever open, ever obedient, priceless. He is a treasure unto me. Oh, that this evening I could lie in his arms and hear him speak the Word. Time grows short, my heart pounds, anticipation floods my soul. Ah, but soon, very soon, my desire will become a tree of life. Blooming to the utmost of my love. Till then I will Praise my

YAHWEH, and sing of his virtues.

by Jolae Barry for her fiancé 1989

Bible and love

My Love is Invaluable…Part 2

No amount of silver or gold can compare with him. His attributes are innumerable

and unlimited. How can this be so? He possesses the most valuable thing in the

world. YAHSHUA Messiah is his Elohim and Savior. His tender heart overflows

with love. He is the most beautiful of men. His voice, his words, his thoughts are

higher than the heavens. He is more valuable than many horses. My love for him

is deeper than the oceans. I thank my Elohim, the creator of the heavens and the

earth and all therein, for my love. May I ever be at his side, quick to agree,

console, encourage. He knows the value of what he has and how to keep it. There

is only one higher than him; the Elohim, YAHWEH almighty! Therefore, in our

lives and home, The King of Kings always comes first, last, and forever. Love,


By Jolae Barry (after we were wed)



Yahweh knows the details and the color of your soul

He knows the misty corners and closets you keep closed

He knows the truth about you like no one ever could

And He knows the sins he nailed to an ancient piece of wood

You may be rejected or judged by human kind

You may be neglected but you are never out of mind

You may be alone as far as anyone can tell

He will take you up and be your Father and your El

By: Gayle Bonato

A Good Cry


Have you ever heard anyone say, “I had a good cry?” You may ask, “Whats good about crying?” More than you might think! The Bible contains 68 references to the word “wept” and 35 to “tears.” Psalm 139:14 states “I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are thy works.” Our loving Abba Yahweh never does or makes anything without a wise reason!

Crying really can be good for us and it is natural to cry for various reasons. Of course we all know that “self-control” (temperance) is a fruit of the Spirit (Gal. 5:23),  so I am not talking here about forced or manipulative crying, but crying that happens in our lives for natural reasons.

How do we really know that crying is natural and good for us? We know from Bible Scriptures and from scientific research, as well.

The Bible tells us about different people crying for different reasons.  John 11:35 – often quoted as “the shortest verse in the Bible” – states simply “Yahshua wept.” Peter cried with bitter regret, upon realizing he had denied his teacher and Messiah, and Yahshua had told him that he would do this; “And Peter called to mind the word that Yahshua said unto him, Before the cock crow twice, thou shalt deny me thrice. And when he thought thereon, he wept”(Mark 14:72). When brothers Jacob and Esau reunited after almost 20 years of separation, weeping was a very natural thing for both of them; “And Esau ran to meet him, and embraced him, and fell on his neck, and kissed him: and they wept” (Gen 33:4).

Another example of weeping is found in the book of Esther. Queen Esther came before king Ahasuerus, after the hanging of Haman. “And Esther spake yet again before the king, and fell down at his feet, and besought him with tears to put away the mischief of Haman the Agate and his device that he had devised against the Jews” (Esther 8:3). These tears were natural after all of the fasting and stress she had just gone through with her people, and so crying came naturally in this situation and not in any way as a manipulative tool. (Incidentally, I personally believe that if she did not feel loved by her husband the king, natural tears like this would have been heldback).

So just what is “the science behind tears”? In Psychology Today (July 27, 2010), Judith Orloff, MD, wrote about “the healing power of tears” and how they purge and help heal the body from stress, fatigue and pain. It may – or may not! – surprise you to know that humans are the only creatures who do this! In fact, our bodies produce three different kinds of tears: Reflex, Continual and Emotional tears.

Reflex tears are produced automatically to clear out dust particles and exhaust from our eyes. They are also the kind you cry when you chop onions! Continual (or “Basal”) tears contain the chemical “Lysozyme” which is anti-bacterial, helping to protect our eyes from infections. This chemical also “drips” down to our sinuses on occasion, via our tear ducts, to keep our nose moist and free from bacteria.

Emotional tears, though, have extra benefits for our overall mental health and well-being: Dr. Wm Frey, sometimes called the “tear expert” at Ramsey Medical Center in Minneapolis, discovered that these tears contain stress hormones and toxins that accumulate during stressful times in our lives, which are released upon crying. Additional studies have shown that crying also stimulates our bodies to produce extra endorphins – often referred to as “the feel good hormone.” Is it any wonder, then, that contained in the Bible are both of the following verses?! “I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears” (Psalms 6:6), and “They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.” (Psalms 126:5). Some other interesting facts discovered by Frey indicate that both boys and girls cry about the same amount – up until the age of about 12, and that women cry about four times as often as men. There is no reason to “compare” the two, for our loving Abba Yahweh made us different for very wise reasons, and comparing is not wise! “Comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise” (2 Cor 10:12b).

Have you ever noticed that on those occasions when you cry during prayer, you feel so relieved and good afterwards? There is more than one Bible verse that indicates crying while praying. Note this one; “Who in the days of his flesh, when he had offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears unto him that was able to save him from death, and was heard in that he feared;” followed by “Though he were a Son, yet learned he obedience by the things which he suffered” (Heb 5:7-8). What a beautiful and perfect example to us!

Whether you are a woman or a man, never be ashamed of natural tears; they’re good for you! Be reassured also, that your Beautiful Creator Yahweh does notice every single tear you cry! “Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for Elohim is for me.” (Psalms 56:8-9).

During this life here and now on earth for us, Ecclesiastes 3:4 tells us that there is “A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;” And for that time in the future that we long and hope for, Isaiah 25:8 tells us that, “He will swallow up death in victory; and my Sovereign Yahweh will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for Yahweh hath spoken it.”


By Melodie Illgen