Prayers from My Pencil

March 25, 2026March 25, 2026 / Greg Asimakoupoulos

**Greg Asimakoupoulos’ very first book of poetry was published in 2000.**

Here is the introductory poem in Greg’s book Prayers from My Pencil.

God’s Artists

Poets are God’s artists.
With pen in hand
they sketch the world
with ink and words and metaphor.
They do what they adore.
In the process,
they draw a door to truth
for those who seek to knock.

Poets, you see, are finders
who are not content to keep
their treasure to themselves.
They must express
what they confess to see.
It’s a passion that burns within.

Awake to life,
their hearts afire,
poets pray on paper.
They are keepers of the flame
that blazes in the soul of humankind.

Here is the poem that inspired the writing of Prayers from My Pencil.

Prelude to Worship

As I sit in silence
for the service to begin,
I wonder how the living Lord
might speak to me again.

Will it be the songs we sing
or in the pastor’s prayer?
It just might be the sermon
or a need somebody shares.

Maybe God will touch my heart
through laughter or a sigh,
or even through distractions
like a newborn’s hungry cry.

Whatever means God chooses
as He bends my ear His way,
I will worship God expectantly
for there’s something He will say.

What follows is a YouTube link featuring Greg Asimakoupoulos describing Prayers from My Pencil when it was first published in 2000. Copies can be ordered directly from the author. Email Greg at asimakoupoulos@gmail.com

Check out other titles Greg has published at Books | My Rhymes and Reasons

All That Glitters…

March 20, 2026March 16, 2026 / Greg Asimakoupoulos

**The fireplace mantel in our family room on Oscar Night**

All that glitters is not gold.
The silver screen finds us
focused on aliens and vampires,
monsters and demon hunters
and the untimely death of a child.
Such movies are not for the faint of heart.

But in a world of sinners,
we should not be entirely surprised.
Life is more than a ping pong game.
It’s one battle after another!
Secret agents have weapons!
Yet if looks could kill, we’d all be guilty.

We are, after all, flawed and broken people
longing for redemption,
seeking love, acceptance and forgiveness
in the context of community.
If only we could find those things,
our future would be golden.
And, come to think of it,
that’s what the Good News promises!

How many movie references can you find in the above poem?

An Irish Table Grace

March 13, 2026March 10, 2026 / Greg Asimakoupoulos

**A perfect place setting for St. Patrick’s Day**

Our Father’s eyes are smiling
’cause He loves the likes of we.
He’s the God of all compassion
for we’re selfish as can be.
The shamrock is a symbol
of a God that’s One-but-three.
And in Patrick’s name we honor
He who died for you and me!

The above lyrics can be sung to “When Irish Eyes are Smiling!”