A Prayer for My City

This antique print of Jesus overlooking Jerusalem inspired Greg to write this poem

Lord, You wept over Jerusalem.
Your heart was moved by wordless compassion
for their hardened hearts
and their disregard for words You spoke.
Likening Yourself to a mother hen,
You longed to gather those
who called the city home
beneath Your wings
as a way of reminding them of their identity
all the while protecting them from harm.

I weep over my city, too.
My heart breaks for the spiritual apathy
and secular pride that defines its leadership
and characterizes much of its citizenry.
Lord, as You know
mine is a city blighted by homelessness,
litter, graffiti and darkness.
It’s a city with a glorious past
that has succumbed to a spirit of lawlessness
where street crime, illegal drug use and theft
is not prosecuted.

God of all cities, I call on You
to revive the churches of my city
by reawakening their passion to love like Jesus.
Renew their commitment to befriend the marginalized,
to feed the hungry,
to clothe the refugee,
to challenge the purveyors of lies
and to work together across denominational lines.

O God, use the Body of Christ in Greater Seattle
to be the hands and feet of Jesus
in spite of being held at arm’s length at times.
Empower them by Your Spirit
to bind up wounds,
heal divisions,
model courageous conversations
and listen with nonjudgmental ears
all the while keeping its eye on You. Amen.


In addition to each week’s post on this website, Greg Asimakoupoulos offers daily video devotionals on his YouTube channel. Here is a sample video. If you are interested in receiving these devotionals Monday through Friday, you can subscribe on Greg’s channel.

It’s Another Blue Friday

The Seattle skyline features Seahawks loyalty

Our Seahawks Nation (tried and true)
prepares for Sundays dressed in blue.
We start each weekend “jersey-ed” up
and pulling out the stops.

We 12s know what Blue Friday means.
We show our pride and rep our team
in uniform allegiance
through the things we wear and say.

This weekly pregame fan routine
means more than cheering our home team.
Blue Fridays bind our town as one
and fuel a common aim.


In addition to each week’s post on this website, Greg Asimakoupoulos offers daily video devotionals on his YouTube channel. Here is a sample video. If you are interested in receiving these devotionals Monday through Friday, you can subscribe on Greg’s channel.

Hipp, hipp, hurra!

A statue of Leif Erikson graces Shilshole Bay in Seattle

A statue in our city stands
in honor of the past.
It seems to stand a bit more tall today.
This son of Erik (Leif by name)
recalls my heritage
as well as those whose kin came from Norway.

The Viking spirit prompted those
to seek a better life.
Courageously (with strength) they persevered.
Though homesick, they embraced their dreams
of making a new start.
These Nordic pilgrims challenged what they feared.

Hipp, hipp, hurra!

On this Syttende Mai (17th of May) I’m honoring the legacy of my grandfather (Gunder Birkeland) and his brothers who left Norway for America, settling in the Seattle area beginning in 1902.

A Needle in the Sky

This month the Space Needle celebrates its 60th anniversary

The very week that I turned ten
Seattle had a fair.
And they’d invite the whole wide world to come.
A needle in the sky stood tall.
A monorail sped by.
A forest of amusement rides was fun!

Roy Rogers and Dale Evans came.
And Elvis showed up, too.
That sixth-month party gave Seattle cred.
The city that Bill Boeing built
had finally come of age.
Just look at who has followed in his stead.

St. Arbucks, Eddie Bauer,
Microsoft and Amazon.
There’s Nordstrom, Costco and there’s REI.
Expedia and T-Mobile.
There’s Zillow and PACCAR
and don’t forget Big Fish with dreams to fry.

And now six decades later
from that Needle in the sky
we have a view of that for which we wait:
A world where everyone can “breathe,”
where cops deserve respect.
A world devoid of homelessness and hate.

A world that’s litter-free and green.
A world where truth stands tall.
Where love’s the lyric of the song we sing.
A world where peace can have a chance
and cancer’s finally cured.
A world where Jesus Christ is hailed as King!