Seeking Approval?


Approval – we all need it and we all assert it. True, we should not seek man’s approval for our identity or we will end up with a false identity.

How sad, that a majority of us are products of our father’s ungodly opinions of us, that molded or melted our self-esteem and causes us to grope

around – in our fifties- for the approval we never received from our father. I forgave my  father and he is in heaven now.

I was one of those neglected, abused people. Only the love of God has nurtured me with the understanding and forgiveness, that it was not my father but the enemy

speaking through his own hurt from his father. Occasionally, things trigger the emotions,   old wounds try to open and the
shield goes up by realizing  that I am a child of God, not some one who “Has no brains” or “Will never amount to anything” or told to

“Shut your damn mouth – you don’t know what you’re talking about.” No wonder some of us still seek affirmation or approval when we try to communicate something.

I  want to be an effective mouthpiece for God. Not for my own satisfaction but to guide people around or through what I have been through,
and give glory to God for doing the leading.  Helping people to realize that if they have no confidence in themselves, they can have confidence in God’s confidence in them,

that “The good work that He started in them, He is faithful to complete” –  for the benefit of others and to give God the glory.  Many blessings to you,  Mark Ettinger

Why Poetry?


Poetry is a universe with  billions of stars in it.

Each poem is a star that shines in the heart of the person or poet, if you will; whose heart and mind found communion with a pen and paper and had the compassion, empathy and love, to share it with the world.

Never classify yourself-simply be yourself.

No one else can write what you or I write.

They don’t have our heart.

I don’t have to be poetic, for His word has written me.

Poetry is His Holy Spirit living inside of me.

“Lord, You Yourself are poetry”

Writing and singing my love to God and His love for me

God Himself is poetry

The balance of His creation is poetry

Time and His word are rhyme and harmony

I don’t have to write it – I can see, hear, smell it

Touch the poetry of His creation

He is within me – poetry

The Sun lighting the day

The voice and the song

The words on a page

The kiss of two lovers

Wind through the trees

The dew on the ground in the morning

Your Holy Spirit among us is poetry

Your love for me is poetry

You are poetry