A picture of God

The man looked on in cynicism as the little girl composed a picture of God. She was only 6 years old and her crayons were scattered chaotically on the floor. She obviously had no idea of what she was doing.

He asked her with a sneer; “Nobody really knows what God looks like. So why are you doing this?”

Her simple answer was; “Well they will know what He looks like when they see my picture of Him!”

I was reminded by a friend that I must live my life in such a way that people who don’t know Jesus but do know me, will want to know Jesus because they do know me.

We live in a world of chaotically scattered crayons. Families members not speaking, neighbors ignoring neighbors, nations at war, famine, disaster and disease scatter the landscape of our lives. Can we draw a picture of God in this?

This is the God who created order from chaos. Can He use us to do the same?

We have the ministry of reconciliation. That is the picture we are to draw.

And all things are of God, who hath reconciled us to himself by Jesus Christ, and hath given to us the ministry of reconciliation;
2 Corinthians 5:18 KJV

What kind of picture am I drawing?

Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.
Matthew 5:16 KJV

More Mercy and Grace

I squandered my health
My wealth I did waste
I asked God’s forgiveness
God gave more mercy and grace

I offended and abused
Behind backs and straight to face
Now alone, who will love me
God gave more mercy and grace

When the world has abandoned
When you^ve no hiding place
I AM never forsakes you
God gives more mercy and grace

If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
Psalms 139:8 KJV

I Looked Closer at Your Sin

I looked closer at your sin
And mine looked even worse
I had assumed you as unworthy
When it is I who deserve the curse

The deeper I descended
Into the well of your dark past
The greater God’s light showed
His mercy does outlast

So as I look
Beneath the lashes
To see the splinter in your eye
The reflection in your pupil
Gives me cause to wonder why

Why is my God so merciful
Why is God so kind
I do and think such evil
And He doesn’t Seem to mind

For if God can overlook
My failings faults and selfishness
He can bring deliverance
He can handle anybody’s mess!

“Don’t pick on people, jump on their failures, criticize their faults—unless, of course, you want the same treatment. Don’t condemn those who are down; that hardness can boomerang. Be easy on people; you’ll find life a lot easier.

Give away your life; you’ll find life given back, but not merely given back—given back with bonus and blessing. Giving, not getting, is the way. Generosity begets generosity.”
Luke 6:37‭-‬38 MSG

Either how canst thou say to thy brother, Brother, let me pull out the mote that is in thine eye, when thou thyself beholdest not the beam that is in thine own eye?

Thou hypocrite, cast out first the beam out of thine own eye, and then shalt thou see clearly to pull out the mote that is in thy brother’s eye.
Luke 6:42 KJV

Such a Stink

No I didn’t think
And yes I ignored
You had such a stink
Who could know you as Lord?

Filthy beyond recognition
Shopping carts garbage bags
Might I make a suggestion?
Don’t dress in those rags

If you want to be praised
Worshipped and adored
Don’t look bewildered and crazed
Who wants that kind of Lird?

So clean up your act
Change motif and attire
Then see me react
I’ll even join the church choir

There was nothing attractive about him, nothing to cause us to take a second look.

He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.

One look at him and people turned away. We looked down on him, thought he was scum.
Isaiah 53:2‭-‬6 MSG

When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee? Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee?

And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
Matthew 25:38‭-‬40 KJV

The Cure of Caring

She was only 22 and this was her 4th bout of Chlamydia and Gonorrhea. At least as far as she could remember. She did recall that in the past year she had at least 4 male sexual partners. In my hurry, I neglected to remind her she was precious and important to God. She need not continue this lifestyle. She needed to know I cared.

He was 34 and had only one male sexual partner for at least the last year or more. We had just treated him for Gonorrhea two weeks ago and he had the same symptoms today. In my hurry and personal disgust, I neglected to remind him that he is valuable. He needed to know I cared.

I am only as important as I make the person in front of me feel. I am only as peaceful and joyous as I seek to impart peace and joy to others.

The most frail and fragile person whom I encounter needs to gain strength and hope. This should be my objective for every single clinical encounter. Endeavor to make the weak feel strong. Aim to give a smile to the sorrowful. Not just the right diagnosis and treatment are needed, but caring about this person.

Both the woman and the man I had just met felt betrayed and frustrated by the lack of safe sexual intimacy. They are too weak to deny the desire they or their partners of their own flesh. They see no reason to do so.

I know what is morally right. But this brief 15 minute encounter should not add chaos in their lives. I am called to listen and remind them of God’s grace and love. I am to offer the cure of caring.

They are brokenhearted and bruised.

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised,
Luke 4:18 KJV

My Mama is Watching

She was bent over at about 60゚ leaning forward on a walker. Simultaneously trying to hold open the swinging door, not spill her hot cup of coffee nor lose the barrette in her graying hair. The tremors in her hand made this negotiation even more difficult. I got up from my chair. My Mama was watching.

Truthfully speaking my mom was nowhere to be found. She was hundreds of miles away and yet as near as this elderly woman trying to avoid falling and breaking her hip and burning herself with this hot coffee.

O thank you so much young man, she explained. Your mom must have taught you well. I answered her. Yes indeed she did. And she’s watching now.

I wonder how many boys and girls now become Men and women have ever had the kind of instruction and moral guidance that follows them to always do the right thing.

My mama taught me to always love, always forgive and always do my best especiall for those whom I felt deserve it the least. She still lives by these words.

This is what God does. He gives his best—the sun to warm and the rain to nourish—to everyone, regardless: the good and bad, the nice and nasty. If all you do is love the lovable, do you expect a bonus? Anybody can do that. If you simply say hello to those who greet you, do you expect a medal? Any run-of-the-mill sinner does that.
Matthew 5:43‭-‬47 MSG

Like many young men I did not have a father to give me these values. But I did have a mama. She taught me that higher authority rests with my Creator. She taught me that ultimately I would have to answer to my Father in heaven, even if I had no earthly father for an example.

Let me get that door for you. Let me steady your walker. You hold onto your coffee and I will look for the barrette.

Even if you don’t have a mama or daddy remember that God is watching.

My mama told me God is watching and if He missed it, she didn’t.

Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee.
Exodus 20:12 KJV

Gotta Have It

A little thrill
Not a habit
It could kill
Gotta have it

Just a taste
Where’s the harm
He’s passed out
Should alarm

A tiny bit
A little snort
Take the chance
Life is short

Feels so good
Escape what’s real
Gotta have it
It did kill

CDC 2017 cites over 70,000 drug related deaths.

The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.
John 10:10‭-‬11 KJV

Care is the Prefix

Care is the operative word, the prefix. Health should be the suffix. If we don’t really care, we cannot improve on any of the parameters of health. Metropolitan Philadelphia is home to 6 medical schools and dozens of institutions of higher medical education. Despite that, it ranks near the bottom of every single health parameter in the nation.

Philadelphia serves as both the model of scientific medical advances and the gutter of providing care for the disadvantaged. A community’s health is directly impacted by the institutional and individual provider’s motives to care for those most vulnerable and who are seen as ‘least desirable’ within our community. If we don’t care for the ‘least worthy’, we will fall short of providing for those we deem as ‘most deserving’. It is the least worthy that serve as a portal for the illnesses for the most deserving. Illnesses and diseases tend to ‘drift upwards’.

Drug addiction once tormented and tortured the disadvantaged. Now, the least vulnerable bear an unexpected and unmet burden of cocaine, heroin and other addictions. Hepatitis C was once considered the disease of the less privileged, less worthy of the citizens of inner-city America. It now ranks as one of the leading causes of mortality and morbidity in both rural America and urban white America.

Gang and gun violence have rendered urban neighborhoods as unsafe for police. Now suburban malls and upscale schools go on lockdown as people of color are locked up disproportionately.

Single parent homes with low wage single mothers were common denominators in determining the life chances of children in low income households in urban communities. Looking to the rural regions the statistics are just as bleak.

These realities can be directly causally related to the lack of care for the disadvantaged people of color. If we don’t care for one sector of our community, ultimately this lack of care spills over to those of other sectors. Care is the operative word. Without care, we don’t have healthcare.

Miriam Medical Clinics (MMC) puts the word ‘care’ as the prefix. We provide care for the health of those whom we serve, without regard for their color, culture, spiritual conviction or country of origin. MMC serves in concert with many other organizations providing material and professional resources to the most vulnerable residents of the Philadelphia community. MMC cares because caring is the only way to meet the persistent disparity of health parameters. Philadelphia doesn’t need more institutions of research, more clinical trials, more medical professionals or even more money to meet the needs of its poorest citizens. What Philadelphia needs is more caring from those who claim to have the answers to be the providers of health resources.

MMC has served in the North Philadelphia community for over 5 years. Our professional staff of volunteers have provided dental, podiatric, nursing, medical and counseling services as well as clinical pharmacologists. These services include both in office and house call visits by appointment and urgent care as deemed appropriate.

We care. Caring is the sole motive of MMC. Our services are self-funded and restricted only by the limitations imposed by personal and financial resources of the volunteers. Hence, MMC is always on the search for people who have the motivation to care. MMC seeks to expand from its present single site in North Philadelphia to several sites in the metropolitan area.

We invite you to be a part of our caring for the health of others so that we can help them make the best decisions for their health. Help us improve the parameters of health for metropolitan Philadelphia and its surrounding community. Join us at Miriam Medical Clinics. For more information, write or call us at the contacts below.


We know you care and that is why we ask.

In defense of the devil

I come in defense of the devil. Too much power has been ascribed to Satan and his minions. He gets blamed for everything. He gets blamed for the ills and bad habits I have. He is accused of starting wars and fomenting family problems.

I can see Satan in hell pleading his case. I had nothing to do with Michael’s lust, greed, envy or anger. Michael did that on his own.

I admit, dear devil. You are right.

But every man is tempted, when he is drawn away of his own lust, and enticed. Then when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin: and sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death.
James 1:14‭-‬15 KJV

My Bride

My bride has many lovers
Gives in easily to distraction
I died so she discovers
I must be her one attraction

She seeks and hungers for affection
Not just meeting daily needs
The world gives misdirection
And fleshly appetites it feeds

I have called her to repentance
To redeem and sanctify
I expected her resistance
And so I had to die

My bride will reflect my essence
And my Father will take delight
When I bring her to His presence
She will bring people to His light

And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
Revelation 21:2 KJV