How Can I Not Think Of You

How Can I Not Think of You

How can I not think of you precious daughter of mine. 

No matter how much time passes, you still come to mind. 

Every now and then a tear trickles from my eye,

As I wonder about you and ask why. 

Oh I know the answers, and have accepted it all. 

But there are days when I still just want to call. 

I long for days when we talked into the night. 

And my memories of good times briefly come to light. 

So how can I not think of you from time to time. 

And long for better days when you were good and kind. 

Knowing what I know now, I understand none of it was real

Except in my heart where the memories live still. 

I will never forget what I thought we had. 

I will cling to the good times and even the bad. 

Even if you were acting and showing me a version you wanted me to believe. 

They were real to me even though I know was deceived. 

How can I not think of you and wonder where you are. 

Even though in my heart, in time and place, you are very far.

How can I just walk away and never give a second thought. 

I never will be able to.  You are my daughter who I have never forgot. 

I have walked away but not out of hate or spite. 

But because of the wasted love I spent on you that was rejected in my sight.

Because your memories are a film you devised in your head over time. 

And I can't seem to bring you back into reality, blessed daughter of mine. 

But how can I not think of you after all our years together. 

Praying for your return will always be my endeavor. 

I will be here waiting if you ever do return. 

But until then my love will be from afar so I don’t get burned.   

©2025 Sandra C. Johnson

So many children and family members have become estranged for various reasons.  I hear more and more stories.  I am not an exception.  We seek to find closure and wonder if they're our children what we could have done differently.  I have gained a great peace and understanding that the grief I sometimes feel, God does as well.  Our world has swayed away from Him, even in the church and He grieves for them and seeks for them to return to Him.  

The Divine Court

The Divine Court

The divine court resides in heaven where its decrees are made. 

It's the highest court you can call on and its verdict can't be swayed. 

It's where decisions regarding Kings and nations are decided. 

And despite what these Kings may think, these decrees will be abided. 

The divine court has a divine judge who calls the shots. 

He upholds the rights of those the world has forgot. 

The unborn who never had a chance at life. 

The widows and the orphans who had so much to sacrifice. 

The divine court is the final word that can never be thwarted. 

Despite the will of man and the politics that are supported.

The divine court has the final say over all of creation. 

It's edicts are God's final declaration.

The divine court should not be sought after lightly. 

Your own heart will be judged as you seek its justice and not so slighlty

Because you see, the divine court judges the heart of each man. 

Including those seeking its justice by a slight of hand. 

The divine court is not the place to go, 

If hate is in your heart and that is what you sow. 

As it will meat out justice to you and not rule in your favor. 

So make sure you seek its justice without hatred for your neighbor. 

But the divine court will uphold you as well.

If your heart is clean and within, His spirit dwells

It is the place where true justice will be found. 

The divine court is the highest court around.

So today when I look out at our world and I see Supreme Court decisions.

And judges orders with their biased provisions.

I don't worry because in time a new declaration will be made clear. 

From the divine court in heaven that will overrule everything here. 

The divine court rules in heaven where God is on His throne. 

I am thankful that He is the one that has the final say and is in control. 

I will wait on Him and put my judgments aside. 

With Him as my defender, I will never be denied.  

©2025 Sandra C. Johnson

This poem was adapted into a song and can be viewed on my YouTube channel here:

Good People

I was driving through town today and saw some protesters on the side of the road. Anyone who reads my blogs knows I'm very conservative. The sign read "Don't deport good people! Dismantle ICE!" I'm not going to say anymore because I think my poem below says just how I feel about that sign.

Good People

As they stand out there and protest for the rights of man. 

With their signs that say “don't deport good men who immigrated to this land.”

I become perplexed because the laws were put in place. 

For a safe society where few will be disgraced. 

Since when did we decide good men should be excluded?

Can they speed and murder and not be held liable or included? 

If you speed and get a ticket but are otherwise good;

Should you claim your right to speed because you are simply misunderstood? 

But that is the logic of those who call to dismantle ICE. 

They want to decide when the rule of law can be compromised. 

Where do we draw the line? How do we choose which laws to obey?

A civil society cannot succeed or even survive this way. 

But good people break laws too, and have to pay the price.

We are all imperfect human beings and we are not always so nice.

And when we break laws we learn how to live in the light

Through the discipline of the consequences of not doing what is right.

This is the way God made it from the beginning of time.

His laws were put in place for all of mankind.

As we raise our children, we teach them right and wrong. 

And we enforce consequences when they do not follow along. 

God has dealt with nations and Kings of the earth in the same way. 

The suffer the consequences when they fail to obey. 

You see good people don't truly exist, not according to God standard.

We all sin and miss the mark and fail to uphold God's holy banner.

So when I saw the sign that said “good people should not be deported.”

I think those good people broke our laws and should be escorted.

It's not that I don't care about them because they are all loved by God.

But they too, have to obey the laws laid down in this path they trod. 

Good people came to our country and I would love for them to stay.

But like every citizen that came over, our laws they must obey.

And when they do, we will embrace them as our own.

If they are truly good people they will obey our laws and make America their home.

© 2025 Sandra C. Johnson

Redefined

Redefined

We live in a society today that makes its own rules.

Based on man's wants and desires and what he thinks is cool.

There is no compass of what’s right or wrong.

There's just cancellation if you don't go along.

Society believes they can change it all in a word

Just redefine morality to match their ideals that they may have heard. 

They don’t consider a God who created man in His image

They cancel that too if it goes against their values and limits.

We live in a world where black is white and white is black.

And if we are offended there's a way to change all of that.

They have redefined right and wrong.

And so many, like sheep to the slaughter, just follow along.

Look at our history just within the last few years.

The covid LIE the lockdowns and the deaths that caused so many tears.

And when people try to expose the LIE they were canceled by the masses.

Called delusional, conspiracy theorists, even terrorists by some classes.

If you dare stand out against the grain, you are a danger to others. 

So once again, they've redefined morality based on their druthers. 

They somehow think if they just say it,  it's true.

Facts are irrelevant according to their point of view

Look and see it's everywhere you turn.

If you think a man is a male you have much to relearn.

And while they call people hate groups who don't agree with them.

They are the ones that spew hate over and over again. 

Don't fall for it my friends. God did not make a mistake. 

He created man in His image and he alone decides his fate. 

He is still in heaven and unknown to most he still rules the Earth.

He's the same yesterday, today and forever, and man cannot define His worth

So when you see someone try to cancel you or redefine who you are

Just remember their opinions don't matter, you are God's shining star. 

We cannot redefine who God has created and what he has done.

So stand strong and rest in him and you will soon overcome.

© 2025 Sandra C. Johnson 

Please Don't Throw Me Away

Please Don't Throw Me Away

Please do not throw me away based on what you think my life will be.

No one truly knows my worth except for me.

Please don't throw me away because of how I was conceived.

I'm a living being growing inside of you. Please don't be deceived. 

Life is fragile and who are you to determine it's worth.

Who are you to decide to throw me away instead of bringing me to birth?

Please don't throw me away because of the stats you hear on TV.

I'm not a stat. I'm a human being that God has predestined from eternity.

Please don't throw me away I'm more than a mush of cells.

I deserve a chance to live in the world and to dwell.

Please don't throw me away if they tell you I have a hormone missing.

God is the one that has formed me, it is His will you are resisting. 

I know the world pushes that it's your choice to have a baby or not.

But it seems my choice is what the world has simply forgot.

So please don't throw me away just because it seems too hard.

If you do, this there's an emptiness you will feel and we will be apart.

You see they don't tell you these things because they don't want you to know,

That I'm not just a glob of cells I was created by God a long time ago.

And just like you I have feelings regardless how it came to be.

I want to live I want a chance to fulfill my destiny.

So I beg you Mom even though you just found out I'm here.

Don't take that pill or do that procedure that will bring many tears.

Please don't throw me away. I love you mom I want a chance,

To live with you and have experiences and to dance.

But not just for me, I don't want you to have regrets for what you've done. 

If you throw me away you'll never know what I could have become.

I may be born “normal” or I may be born with an autistic disorder

But I'm still God's child, and perfectly designed in His perfect order. 

So please don't throw me away.

Please give me a chance today.

Please don't make me another stat in abortion’s lie.

Mom please let me live a life with you. Don't let me die. 

© 2025 Sandra C. Johnson

The Best is Yet to Come

The Best is Yet to Come

The best is yet to come as we enter the Golden age. 

The day we will overcome and God is setting the stage. 

The best is yet to come my friend, so persevere.

God still rules in the earth and He is very near.

Watch the news and you may start to wonder.

Murder, death, illnesses, so many unknown blunders.

People standing for violence where right and wrong are confused.

But don't fret. This is just man hanging on to what he's about to lose.

The best is yet to come and the truth will reign.

Along with the saints of God who are now looked on with disdain.

Take it all to heart my friend because you know you're doing something right,

When the world stands in accusation and continues the fight.

The best is yet to come as you will soon see.

As all of creation learns to bend the knee

And bow and confess Jesus as King of Kings.

And true Liberty and freedom rings.

The best is yet to come. Many have unknowingly said it.

Not knowing that it was God that put it on their heart and led it. 

I am not sure what it will look like, but I trust God to write the book.

And when the chapter is finished, I can't wait to take a look.

The best is yet to come, I wait in anticipation.

As God brings about his glorious salvation.

So my friends buckle up it's all about to begin.

The best is yet to come so until then…..

We will say Amen to the plan of God and continue in our way.

Watching for his best to come about with each passing day.

And on the hard days when we wonder and we question is this real?

That's when God will whisper in our ear “My child let go and just be still.”

© 2025 Sandra C. Johnson

This poem was adapted into a song and can be viewed on my YouTube channel here:

Flush it Down the Toilet

Just Flush it Down the Toilet

Just flush it down the toilet is what they are told.

The life that was once alive but now is on the floor stone cold.  

Like garbage, the unborn are thrown away. 

With no thought of consequence with each passing day.

Just flush it down the toilet is the advice to a woman in crisis. 

They don't value life, treating the unborn as if it is a virus. 

Unknown to this woman of what she would endure. 

By ending the life of an unborn life so very pure. 

 She didn’t see it as a baby, she just knew she couldn’t take. 

An unplanned pregnancy, which was a big mistake. 

How could she bring a life into the world to see. 

The evil and all the things that were to be. 

They told her it’s just a fetus, it is not a person. 

So she hesitantly took the abortion pill based on their assertion. 

But oh the horror, the pain, as she looked around. 

She saw pieces of a life lost, never to be found. 

So she called the crisis line scared and in pain.

Just flush it down the toilet is what they had to say. 

Is that where we are today, our unborn are for the garbage heap?

The precedent was set and the price has been so very steep. 

Over 800,000 unborn die and the screams can be heard. 

They cry out to our God in heaven and He hears every word. 

These women sadly see what they have done far too late. 

They live for years living with the memories that altered their fate. 

Roe versus Wade seems so very long ago. 

We debated when life begins at conception or is it 8 weeks or so?

Today there is legislation that say it does not matter 

8 weeks, 12 weeks, full term or thereafter.

Just flush it down the toilet, the one without a name. 

Human life has no value, no love, and no fame. 

But God remembers them and holds them in His hand. 

And He watches over every loss and one day they will stand. 

There will be a throng of children singing heaven's song. 

These have been redeemed from the earth by our God all along. 

They look down upon the harsh and cruel reality down here. 

With forgiveness and love as God has wiped away their tears. 

So as these young women are told to throw a life away.

Know that God in heaven looks down on us as for these little ones we pray. 

Every life is precious in his sight 

Until then, for every one we will always stand and fight. 

© Sandra C. Johnson 2025