Poetry in Motion

Living everyday is like a winding road with twists and bends, I must navigate with rows of tiny symbols on paper before it is lost along the way in the rush.



My life is in your hands;

My hope is “graciously” marred.

I live on honest Danes.

Merits is all I know

“Practise makes perfect”, I say!

But none too dared to show.

My pearls, I preach in spotless day,

The screams I hear in abundant mane

For all I care, the heathens pray.

The summers’ frame of earth less prey,

“I hear I hear the messengers’ plea!”

Of precious life a deed to spare

“My life is in your hands”, I say!

My hopes are hopeless, marred and bare

I hear, I hear no plea announced

Of what my life should be or should not be

I trail in blame, a thought to bear

My pray, a prayer of heart-felt snag,

My life! My life is in your hands.

© April 2015 by Bessielah David


Happy Mothers’ Day

“Thank you Mom for your love and care towards me.

Mom, you mean so much to me.

I will always remember you in my little heart.

May God Bless you in this special day.”

Love you always.

Your daughter and Son

Shania and Sonny

These are the handwritten words of my daughter in behalf of her and her brother. I had tears in my eyes when she gave me the card. It was not fancy or glossy like the ones you buy from the shops. It was hand-crafted by my daughter, who is turning nine in September. – It had taken her almost a week to decide on what to write on the card in preparation for that day. Mother’s Day! She had given me a hint of having to give me something on that day, and the excitement and anticipation of that actual day- for my daughter is something extra-ordinary, She couldn’t stop talking about it.

It was a beautiful card! what can a mother say when this gesture tears at your heart-strings; she had colored it red, with a big red heart at the center of the front page, designed the interior with triangular borders and shaded it with tiny hearts; she had written her note to me in pencil, despite the numerous pelts of eraser on the paper, she had managed to color and design the card, the way she planned it . I know – the  thought that comes with the card amounts to nothing but a million pride, any mother would ask for – I know pride has it’s downers, but what more could a mother ask for, when you have your children building on their humane traits of – thoughtfulness, kindness and all the -ness that continues to be cultivated in their lifetime! It was a wonderful moment, I’ve had to share with my daughter and son. I don’t know about you mothers out there but to me, I couldn’t ask for a better gift than for my children’s thoughtfulness. It’s Priceless!

* * * R E F L E C T I O N S * * *


I wasn’t a mother when I married you,

yet you want me to be like your mother

I wasn’t “perfect” when you met me,

yet you expect me to be more than the other

I wasn’t expecting anything than acceptance,

of your love and repentance

I didn’t ask to fall in love with you

we fell in love despite strange perceptions

I willingly accepted you knowing

everything would be foretelling

With nothing but my wits and stupid love

You promised “it would be alright love”

I understand it would be tough but

with every passing moment in stride

Your loving embrace keeps me upright

I made my life with you even without dough

I believe in us – two hearts in one clove

So here I am inundated by your absence

I’ve tried once and tried again to make sense

Of why this unbearable abuses

had surfaced and resurfaced

against someone like me

Me, a mere reflection of you!

© 2012, Bessielah David

Featured post

The heavenly baby-sitter!

Tuesday afternoon was  just another ordinary afternoon – I had just arrived from work safely at 0600 pm, albeit a myriad of traffic hustle – a cacophony of steel, smoke and dust; horns blaring, loud music, tyre-screeching, all rambling for the first slot of free space on the freeway to reach their destinations on time – “smart” PMV and taxi drivers raced for their lane space just to get to their destination quicker. A scene, all too familiar, it is a daily struggle to travel out and in from where I live.

I had just held my 16 month old toddler son David and was breast-feeding him when mom began the forecast of the day’s event’s – that happened to her and my son.

Mom had my son seated on our lounge table-top which was about a meter high and gave him a colored, reading book to glance at the pictures. David just loves books! He likes to see pictures and read in his baby-like lingua-franca, and that moment was no different, he was so quiet and busy concentrating on the reading book.

Mom had two slices of bread in the toaster earlier and was trying to retrieve the bread slices and put in new slices. The distance from the kitchen bench and  the lounge table was about 4 meters wide. It’s actually quite a far. Mom was facing my son and walking backward to the toaster to retrieve the bread so she can keep an eye on my son, in case he tries to move. As soon as she reached the kitchen bench, she turned  to put in new bread slices when she had removed the toasted ones. It was a split second, when she turned, my son was on the floor, lying on his sides trying to get up, but couldn’t. It was so quiet, at that time, and consciously thinking, my son would have broken an arm, leg or even his neck – he still can not climb up from the floor or down from a high place and there would have been a loud crash with my son crying in inevitable pain if he fell from the table.

I can only thank God for his grace and mercy and utter a “thank you Lord!” I know there is a mighty living God we serve. And He is just doing His job – baby-sitting and protecting my son for that crucial moment as he has always been doing.

There was no broken arm, or leg, not even a scratch or lump on his body and face. He is a miracle that God gave to me, considering the circumstances surrounding my gestation period and birth, But that is for another time.

what happens in heaven when we pray?

Hello Reader!

I came across below statement this morning and thought to myself , “How so true it is that in our busy schedule of what we call LIFE, we rarely acknowledge God and say Thank you for our good health, clothes on our back, small change in our pockets , even a job to go to five days a week!  and the littlest things that we take for granted. I have started this for myself and I want to urge you to try it too; You will realize that by doing this, it does help to put things into perspective.

Each morning, name the things you are grateful for! Anything at all! Be it your life, family, pets, friends, anything that makes you smile or happy, give a name and be grateful for it. A simple thank you Lord! is all He (God) is expecting of us. I do that now often, I always utter a “thank you Lord” when I see my children laugh and play together, even the sound of their voices cackling with glee when they receive a cuddle, hug or a tickle – It’s magical! And I thank God that I can experience this with my husband, children and family. Enjoy reading and don’t forget to be grateful.


This is one of the nicest e-mails I have seen and is so true:

I dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around.
We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, “This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received”

I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.

Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section..

The angel then said to me, “This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.”

I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.

Finally! At the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. “This is the Acknowledgment Section,” my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed.

“How is it that there is no work going on here?” I asked.

“So sad,” the angel sighed. “After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments.”

“How does one acknowledge God’s blessings?” I asked.

“Simple,” the angel answered. Just say, “Thank you, Lord.”

“What blessings should they acknowledge?” I asked

“If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead, and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world’s wealthy.”

“And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity.”

“If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day.”

“If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 700 million people in the world.”

“If you can attend a church without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death, you are envied by and more blessed than three billion people in the world.”

“If your parents are still alive and still married, you are very rare”

“If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm. You’re unique to all those in doubt and despair.”

“Okay. What now? How can I start?’

If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special, and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.

Have a good day.Count your blessings. And if you care to, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are

ATTN:Acknowledge Dept.
“Thank you Lord for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people with whom to share it.”

If you have read this far, and are thankful for all that you have been blessed with, how can you not send it on? I thank God for everything, especially all my family and friends.

If you ask anything in my name, I will answer you!…

Those of us that needed reconfirmation in the heavenly blessings that is always abundant and full every morning, we needn’t look far- For every morning it is replenished by our heavenly father who is in control of the intricate details of our life. “In our youth, we must be thankful and give him glory” that’s what He wants us to do as it is mentioned in the book of Ecclesiastes chapter 12, we must glorify him in our youth because in this day and age, we are at our best, so we must give him the best!… Our God is an almighty powerful God that gives healing to those that need healing, provides solace to those that need peace, gives abundant blessings of life to those that ask for it. He can beyond all measure make your wildest dreams come true. If you ask for it in his name by faith that in time, he will get you there, He will! I have seen his godly hand working miracles and pouring his blessings every day upon my life and I am indebted to Him! I am always thankful each morning for the blessings of health for my children, and for my life every day! I am thankful that I am able to share my blessings with those that needed to hear the wonderful things that God can create for them in their lives, to touch them with the simplicity of a faith that is grounded in true belief of Jesus the son of God. All you need to do is ask and test that the Lord is Good!

Do you believe in Miracles?

Most people who know mom, would agree that she is quite a story teller and captivates your attention until the end of the story- I mean who wouldn’t want to know what happens at the end, I do. Last night, she was telling us – My sister-in-laws and everyone in the house, how she started with the ministry. “A relative of my husband  “Vincent” was really sick in 2012, and my sister in-law wanted mom to go over to Madang and help pray for him.

She flew over and stayed with my sister-in-law and visited this relative- there was a mixture of emotions at first, but it was obvious that as mom prayed with them; let me remind you that they were devoted Catholics, but this didn’t hinder the power of healing as God loves sinners prayers, it is sweet incense in heaven, so after much prayer, meditation and soul-searching, by this relative, “Vincent”  was healed from his illness, what ever it was, he was diagnosed to go for a major surgery to the brain, which didn’t happen. Glory be to God!

Healed from gastric indigestion!

Hello everyone, this may seem a little – off for some of you but if you are a believer in miracles, then this is no surprise… Am just gonna say it outright. I believe in miracles and I believe that I can be cured from anything. All I did was claim that GOD is in control of my LIFE, my  CIRCUMSTANCES and wants to heal me. All I have to do is YIELD. I have seen and heard from people who have used this oil and we have prayed them first hand, but I wouldn’t be telling you this if I hadn’t experienced healing for myself. It has been a week since, and I had this serious pelvic tension that is unpleasant and uncomfortable, for a week, I couldn’t sit upright, every little move is punctuated with discomfort and I feel bloated when I feel the urge to g to the bathroom, it was a weird experience. After feeling like these for a week, I asked mom if she could massage me with some oil in the evening, We prayed for the Lord’s healing and then she applied a huge portion on the affected area- which is practically, my whole belly anyway-Her prayer was short but somewhat powerful, I was also praying in my heart all the while when she was praying and we had asked for healing from whatever that was causing all these discomfort. Anyway, a long story short, I was awakened around 3 or 4 am in the morning by this urged to pass – yep you guessed it- GAS! LOL,  It was a major relief, and since then, I can only utter a THANK YOU for I had been healed, whatever, it was I had felt, It’s as if nothing had happened.

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