Morning Coffee 7/13/18 Medicated (poem)

Medicated…. That is what the system of this world wants us to be.

They want us so high and doped up that we cannot see.

We are offered pleasure to blind us from reaching our true measure.

We don’t want to face the pain but yet we want to know what riches are there to gain.

Nothing against creature comforts. But If you recline to long you will decline into a             LAY Z BOY.

Sex, drugs and Alcohol are no longer the only addictions. The biggest drug is your self.

“i love me some me.” hold up let me take this SELFie. I did my my part now what can you do for me.

This world wants to dull the pain but i promise you its not for your  eternal gain.

Much Love & God Bless

B. Sawyer


Morning Coffee 3/18/18 I Am Not (Poem)



I am not your el shaddai

I am not your God that sits on high

My name is not a strong tower

if you run in, i can’t guarantee your safety

I am not the one who walks on water

so don’t cry to me “Lord save me!”

I cannot walk out you salvation and expect to keep my own

I need time to go to the table to feed me!

Yes I know our tradition

but i have moments when i need God so let me be!

I can lead a horse to water but i cant make him drink

yes things are good but i cant always be there when things start to sink.

I am not the bruised reed that will not break.

If i bend to far i will break!

Im am doing my best to point you to the source

but i guess you will learn as life runs its course.



Much Love & God Bless

B. Sawyer

Morning Coffee 5/24/17 2 Lions (Poem)

2 Lions

My mind is a battle ground.

My heart is the prize

With in me are two lions fighting for strength and size.

This battle never ends it never goes

it only ebbs and flows.

This battle is not something I choose.

The two lions do not fight with there teeth or roars.

These lions use words that when acted on can open diffrent doors

The crazy thing about this battle is i decide who wins.

These loins call for my attention and time

they seek to have all my focus

ether one can devour me like a plague of locust.

One lion screams world lust

the other shouts in God we trust.

One lion is boom the other is bust.

So here i am caught in the middle

My flesh and Gods will

I can’t treat this like its lets make a deal.

Because the choices i make will have a lasting impact

The choices i make will leave me tattered or standing intact.

2 lions, my mind is the battle ground

My heart is the prize that leads to my soul.

One lion will leave you broken but the other will make you whole.

Much Love & God Bless

B. Sawyer

What Am I Supposed To Be?!

Here I am!

Here I am, in a world with so many differences.

In a world with so many choices.

There are so many paths

If I only knew what to do!

They all can’t be true!

I am gifted at so much!

Sometimes the inspiration is too much!

I need focus!

God you created me! You breathed life into me!

You set me on this path and I’m walking it.

But sometimes I feel i never measure up to it!

Give me a focus, give me a line of sight!

I’m tired of wondering if what i am doing is right!

What am i supposed to be?

Show me what is worth fighting for

Show me what is worth shedding my blood sweat and tears.

Come into my darkness and expose my fears!

You are my identity!

I need you to identify me!

Because this world is trying to define  me!

Like aladdin you show me a whole new world!

Well give me the GPS so i can navigate it.

and become who you want me to be!

Renew my mind and show me


What Am I Supposed To Be?! by B. Sawyer 8/7/16

Morning Coffee 6/16/16 What Now? (poem)

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Read Psalm 23

2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. – Psalm 23:2 KJV

Hello family, this poem is where i am at right now. i pray it blesses you.

What Now? You got me out here in the middle of ocean. You picked me up and dropped me in fathoms deep. You are leading me, but where to? You have me and i am stable, you say trust me. But right now i don’t feel capable.

I want to stay where it is warm and comfortable. Let me be here where i can see the path and wont stumble. No. Like a young eagle you push me out by making the nest uncomfortable. You say “i am doing something new.” i wish i could stay in the place where i know everything to do.

I digress… You are my shepherd and must follow. I just wanted to let you know how i feel. In spite of my feelings i will walk by the faith you have given me. Can’t promise you i wont doubt but it is you i cannot go without. You are my shepherd and i will follow

Much Love & God Bless

B. Sawyer

I Choose by Brandon Sawyer

I am held to a standard. I am something different!

You haven’t, nor will you ever meet anyone like me!

I am not what this world wants me to be or even what you want me to be.


This world did not make me! Social media did not create me!

I was created and then then the mold was broken.

I am not the next this or the next that! I am the next only me!


Don’t compare me to the ones that have gone before!

I cannot be cloned! Nor was i ment to be.

I got one life and I’m leaving it all on the floor.


I choose to stay grounded in my creator.

Without him I am nothing.

If you like me its cool, If you don’t its still cool

just go sit with the other haters.


I choose to be and will always be unapologetically me!


B. Sawyer 6/9/16




Love (Poem)


Love moves to shelter another even if it is the one out in the rain.

Love looks beyond just enough and goes the extra mile.

Love is quick to hold back wrath and even quicker to lend a merciful hand.

Love brings correction to guide us back to life.

Love still calls us, even when we have pushed away.

Love see’s every flaw in you but is willing to correct them.

Love asked for the cup to be passed from Him but still carried out His Fathers will.

Love was thinking of you and me as roman nails were pounded into His hands and feet.

Love bridged the gap between man and God.

Two thousand years ago Loves blood was poured out for You!

Much Love & God Bless

B. Sawyer

The Numbers (Poem)

Do I have to have a three thousand seat auditorium?

Do I need a grand stage with all the trappings?

Do I need a three piece suit and a degree to boot?


Do I need to shutdown twitter and Facebook to make an impact?

Do I need the most followers and likes?

Do I need the numbers?


What I need is to know that the pouring out of my God given gifts is not in vein!

I need to know that the words that God gives me will reach a soul and touch it!

I can have all the numbers but no fruit comes from the numbers then its all in vein!

If only one of you is touched by the words God gives me, the mission He gave me is a success!

I don’t need the numbers. I need “well done Good and faithful servant”

Much Love & God Bless

B. Sawyer

If These Words…

If These words

If these words don’t take flight and up lift the souls that hear them,
there is no need for them.

If these words written with tears and heart poured out Don’t fill up a lost and thirsty soul,
there is no need to cry, there is no need pour out.

If these words fall on the spirt of the reader and don’t produce harvest,
there is no need to read them

If these words are not woven together with the LOVE of God
then these words are woven in vein. and will cause more pain.

If these words don’t pour out a praise

If these words are not saturated with God’s anointing
If these words are not inspired by the great I AM
Then there is no need for them.


I don’t write for fame, I don’t write for fortune.

I write because HE elevated me, HE lifted me!

I write because HE gave me a trillion chances.

I write because 2000 years ago HIS BLOOD was the
cleansing flow that redeemed me and continues to redeem me.
for the old man i used to be.

I write because i want to see others be pulled up from the mess they are in.

I do what i do because of what He did on the cross.

And if He is not in it, there is no point in doing it!!!!

In all i do….. Christ at the center

B. Sawyer 3/25/16

Old Man Die!

Old man die, you are no longer needed.

who you are and what you do are no longer invited.

Stop trying to creep in the side, they way is blocked

and the gate is locked.


Old man, you are a stain on the garment of my life.

You have cost me much, far too much!

So now I must bleach you out, becoming nothing more than a

distant memory! Old man, I hate you! Away from me, slither your way to

the depths of the abyss! Trust me you wont be missed!


Redeemed Man of God, arise and take your place! This is your time!

Arise God has claimed you and said “You are Mine!”

The time is now for you to rise and be all God said you would be!


 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away;

behold, all things are become new. –  2 Corinthians 5:17 KJV


B.Sawyer 3.21.16