Flashback: “Some Posting Motivation”


Yes, Facebook can be redemptive! But only if our motivation is heaven-bent.

Please enjoy yet some more poeticality from AMBrewster as he redeems the social post in “Some Posting Motivation.”

Some Posting Motivation

So Much the Dog – Poem

So Much the Dog

What tasted honey returned putrified.
What slid down cream has come up hell.
Sickness heaved the vile to the ground,
And there it rancors; sludge and smell.

I could limp away, the better for the lesson.
I could stop and stay, disgusted by the memory.
I should turn my eyes to tables righteous laden
And never wish the sin that caused the wretch in me.

But back to the waste I return –
Back to the gagging, sour fog.
I extend my tongue to sample the sick.
I choke it down – for I am the dog.


I can't - You did

I Can’t – You Did

I can't - You did

I don't.
I never did.
The opposite of deserving is the closest I have come.
In no storyline have I earned it.
I will never qualify.

I can't.
I never could.
Though I exert the agony of a billion Olympic athletes
And expel my weight in sweat . . .
It will never happen.

Yet You did.
You could and would.
Though You could grasp the infinite, You let it slip
And poured it out on ill-deserving me.
It happened.
And I am Yours.


“Be Most Dead”

Be Most Dead
"Be Most Dead"

Like a king meeting his death
On the road he took to avoid it,
So the church will breathe its last breath
When it tries to dictate its own worship

By implementing plans God denies.
For this can only happen
When men and women do not rely
On the truth the Lord has given.

In three days the temple had glory
By God's own hand.
And unless Christ sustains the body
It will fall under the plans of man.

Decapitation brings decay to every living thing.
How do you suppose to continue living
When you've severed Christ, our head?
The church, though full, will be most dead.


Written for "How to Destroy Your Church."

“he txtd me”

"he txtd me"

He txtd me
and said that I was cut3!
Then he asked me for a pic;
I took a selfy.
Y not?

He txtd me
and said that I was "hott"
and told me how he feels
when he c's me at skool.
I told him he was weird.

He txtd me
and asked to see me in
my new swimsuit.
The bois at the pool will see.
Y not?

He txtd me
and said the picture "trnd me on."
He said my body was gr8.
He asked for another.

He txtd me
and cmplimentd me a lot
and I felt btfl.
He said he wanted to kiss me.
Y not?

He txtd me
and wanted to see me nude.

He txtd me
and said he thought it might be fun . . . .
I felt kinda weird.
But it might be fun.
Should I?

What happened?
How did I get here?
I never wanted this. I wish
He never texted me.


Written for "Parents, Kids, and Tech-tation."

“Foolish are the Flesh to Souls”


“Foolish are the Flesh to Souls”

I asked a fish how birds can touch the clouds.
He gurgled out a laugh and said,
“Don’t be foolish, friend, no creature can!”
“But I know they do.” said I.
Yet he replied, “I never saw who did.”

I asked a bat how suns traverse the sky.
He winked a knowing eye and said,
“My boy, you ask the wrong question!”
“What should I ask?” said I?
“Please ask how ‘moons’ traverse instead.”

I asked a lion to eat some grass and had to dodge
His sworded paw. “No creature can survive not fed
On meat, you idiot! Now be my treat!”
“I’d rather live.” said I.
And questioned not how sure he was none did.

I asked a bird how fish can never breathe the air.
The bird so arrogantly said,
How simple you are to believe such things.”
“Why’s that?” said I.
“No bird has proved a fish can live without a breath.”

And so I ceased my questioning of those who cannot know.
Ability and experience cannot alone
Answer all the things that lie outside the home
We call these bones.
As foreign are the fish to birds, so foolish are the flesh to souls.


Written for “Science Can’t Answer That.”

“Let’s Learn from Creation”

“Let’s Learn from Creation”

Before He made man, God made dirt.
The first job He ordained? Gard’ner.
Yet the stain we all hate
Is the substance from which we were made,
And the job we refuse
Is the one man requires for food.

Children of Light cannot grow
Without the desire to know
More about the world God created.
How sad for a child separated
From the earth his Lord proclaimed, “Good.”
Let’s all reconnect with the wood.

Let’s see in the chaff and the wheat
Lessons ordained for this week.
Let us learn from the sparrow
That our Father will not suffer
His children, forgotten to cry.
Let’s learn from the ant to be wise.

Don’t bother to hug the rough bark.
You needn’t picket or build a new ark.
But take every chance that is there
To enjoy what the Heavens declare
About God Who chose to make sand,
And from it, create His first man.


Written for “WildHeart Adventure Camp.”

Let's Learn from Creation

“Taking Back the Bible”

“Taking Back the Bible”

 We now must wrest the Truth from teachers false;
Let shine the Light despite that vile
Veil the darkness drops to make men blind,
And give again the Word its value – stolen by Belial.
Come, brothers, join me in this needed task
Of razing lies by taking back the Bible!


Written for “Taking Back the Bible.”

Taking Back the Bible

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As a writer, I’ve dabbled in many forms of communication. I’ve written short stories, books, stage & screenplays, articles, etc. But my most prolific genre is poetry (I’ve written more Shakespearean Sonnets than Shakespeare!). My love for creating poetry started in high school, and I continued writing voraciously throughout college. Unfortunately – due mainly to bad reasons – I haven’t written much of it in the past seven years . . . and that’s a terrible shame! So, I’ve decided to start scrawling again.

Every writer needs a muse, and the most obvious ones for me are the topics I discuss here. Therefore, you can plan to see my original poetry start popping up at the end of most of my posts (I will also go back from time to time and add poems to previous articles). I will then post each poem separately. I also hope to create shareable images with quotes and full poems so you may spread them across the interweb.

Please enjoy my first two submissions written specifically for Taking Back the Bible.

To Show The Christ”(written for “Reflections on Being Jesus“)

Some Posting Motivation“(written for “Can Facebook be Redemptive?”)

“Some Posting Motivation”

Some Posting Motivation

“Some Posting Motivation”

People type completely inane
And frivolous and biting and plain
You would think that with the most
Amazing ways to communicate and post,
Some might favor reconciliation
To driving bitter wedges.
Others might lift us from the dredges
With timely edification.
Consider the benefit of quoting
A passage designed for removing
If we simply decided in all things to glorify,
Perhaps our posts might start to amplify
In the hearts and minds of men and women
Whom God has given the redemptive mission
Of Christ-honoring inspiration.

Written for “Can Facebook be Redemptive?”