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♡Stop Wrapping Worry In A Blanket♡

I would love to be a friend to someone who said to me, “Helen, you are the worst worrier in the world! You are really bad at worrying!” 😉

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I am a Christian poet.

Lately I have been writing poems about worry. I will be posting them soon. They will encourage you.

The poems are a reminder to stop worrying and trust God.

What crossed my mind today after reading my draft poem?

This thought….

We often justify worry and think we must worry!

We treat worry like a friend, we nurture it, feed it and allow it to grow. It is almost like we protect worry in blankets of justification.

We say, “If I don’t worry about this, I am not normal. Any logical thinking being must worry!”

Good news dear believer in Christ!

You are not normal.

You are not logical.

Children of God do not function within the confines of earth. We live on an entirely different planet! So yes, you can face difficulties differently as you learn to unwrap worry real fast!

Meaning….no longer justifying worry’s choice by keeping IT warm and fed. Worry gets bigger when you feed it more. A Christian needs to starve worry to death. We need to unwrap it, expose it to the cold and fling it off into the distance, never to be seen again.

This sort of flinging, is divine. God gives you and I full permission to cast worry away, for good.

Many people treat worry gently, they don’t fight worry and they invite worry in unknowingly.

It’s very interesting that I had three “worry not” poems written in draft format and they were all sitting back stage, waiting to be published. Then my hubby lost his job! Suddenly! No warning. Then I remembered my three poems I had started writing, even before this happened! This topic was exactly what I needed. Thanks to everyone who prayed for us. Great news…My husband did find a new job, praise God!

God’s message to me was very simple – “Worry is forbidden! You are not allowed to worry.”

In this realisation, I was very encouraged. I knew God was teaching me to have zero tolerance to worry and I had to stop worrying for good.

The good news?

As you are reading this now, I see you nodding! You are unwrapping your worry, you are no longer protecting it and you are exposing the real enemy behind this!

Satan!

My new poem is my gift to you. I pray that it will change your life forever!

Please keep an eye out for it! It will be published shortly via this blog.

In the meantime, if you scroll down, the “Godly Indignation” post will come up immediately. This cracking-the-crack concept, will help you to stop being passive-in-battle.

~Worry is never God’s will~

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STOP THE RIP IN YOUR HEART 💔

Recently I had a church meeting with our music director. 

I shared this poem below, with her.

It was still in draft format. 

It was about life’s scars and using them for God’s glory. 

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After I finished reading, she pointed to a long scar on her face. I had never noticed it before.

Only after I read my poem to her, did I see it!  

She proceeded to tell me a heart breaking story. 

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When she was fifteen she was involved in a terrible car accident. 

Three of her childhood friends died.

They were all travelling in the car with her. 

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She was very badly injured but God did not take her that day!

She was alive today, retelling me this tragic story in 2024 and I was left with my mouth hanging open. 

This poem I will be publishing is even more special to me now. 

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I had written about my scars and Jesus’s scars. 

Now I had another scar story to add. It was hers. 

I loved her even more after hearing her heart breaking story. 

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This new poem represents all of us.

We all have scars. 

Jesus has scars.

He gets it. 

Scars fully surrendered to God, heal perfectly.

Author – Helen Olenjin

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Every time I feel that rip inside

Mend it dear God

With a stitch from on high!

Tonight I felt pain

Of an unresolved sort

I felt defeated and lonely

Upset and distraught!

But quickly on time

I stopped the rip in its tracks

I knew I needed to trust God

He always had my back!

Suddenly I realised the

Significance of pain

It can be our friend

Or hurt us again

If we treat our pain

Right, we stop the

Wound from growing

If we hurt our pain more

The bloods keeps on flowing

Is this pain, a friend?

A good messenger

In disguise?

Is this pain planned

To draw me

Closer to Christ?

Is this pain from Satan?

Only a demonic lie?

Does this pain kill

God’s promises?

Does the pain

Push God aside?

If so, then stop!

Shout!

No more pain anymore!

You are a liar and deceiver

I’m not listening anymore!

D stands for

Depression

The D word is real

O stands for

Oppression

Satan’s evil seal

S stands for suppression

The enemy’s mind control

It’s a fiery poke

From Satan

To silence

The wounded soul!

Wow! I hear you say

I’ve never heard of

D.O.S. before!

I answer you back and say

I made him up before! (that’s true!)

I am a poet called Helen

At helenolenjin.life

I write poetry

For Jesus

He is the way

The truth and light!

As a Christian poet

I revealed….

How pain can be a lie!

However there is a

Heavenly pain

That brings healing inside

This pain is good

This pain is right

This pain is like gold

In God’s healing light!

God knows the secret

To get rid of this pain

The answer may be hidden

But God heals you again!

The stitching He does

Is slow and full of care

A scar may remain

That is better there

This scar stays intact

To remind you of your need

This scar doesn’t lie

It is God’s holy seed!

The scar reminds you

To pray

The scar is your

Salt and light

It reminds you

To serve the Lord

And to follow

What is right!

When a scar is brought out

It comes into the light

God does His healing work there

Then your heart is made right!

God’s healing is pure

His defence team is real

The Father, Spirit, Son unite

They come to help you heal

Bad pain is from Satan

His wounds are not God’s will

Bigger scars will develop

When your prayer life is still

Don’t run from past hurts

They tell a good story

Your scars will be used again

To bring God more glory

Jesus has scars

They brought the repentance of man

He wants you to use yours

To tell others you can!

You can heal at the cross

You can start today

You can choose God right now

He is always the best way!

Don’t let your scars, dear friend

Distant you from healing

God’s scars

Are really

Diamonds underneath

They shine the

Best when kneeling

So kneel my friend and pray

These scars have plans for you

Ask God to help you understand

What your scars can do!

When you ask God for help

Your scars start to fade away

But when you forget His Holy Word

The pain comes back today!

This poetry is my diamond

Great scars came before

Now I understand the importance

Of serving God

It couldn’t have happened before

My old scar is now my friend

The diamond sits on top

My scar remains underneath

It is God’s anointed spot!

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Writing ✍️ for God in 2026

We write to remember God.

Do you think God allows you to struggle during your writing process so you spend more time with Him?

I find that when I write my Christian posts, there is often a real struggle happening. But then I realized something significant. What if God wants me to feel that way on purpose?

The struggle is not the short cut we would like.

But the struggle with God Himself is better than the struggle without God.

If you struggle as you write, consider this a very good thing.

This process is bringing you closer to God Himself.

The Christian writer’s struggle, keeps you in student-mode for life!

♡We write to remember God’s promises!
We write to encourage ourselves and others.

I asked permission from precious Willie Torres first, before posting his comment below.

He kindly agreed and allowed me to share his comment here.

Willie is a Christian writer like me. 😊

“Think Before You Step”, was just published.

Here is the poem below if you missed it.

~Think Before You Step~

Write even when you are struggling!

I had no idea that I would be writing about fading steps and enduring steps.

I’m so thankful to God that I wrote this poem.

Many thanks to all the readers/writers who read it.

God has been teaching me valuable poetry lessons that affect me deeply.

During my poetry writing, I usually don’t know how my poem will unfold. I simply pray and let God guide.

Seek God first before writing.

God is a poet too.

He even cares about rhyme!

Hi Willie! 😊

I am praying for you and your beautiful family.

Thank you for being a reader at helenolenjin.life.

You wrote this to me –

“What a beautiful and heartfelt poem. Your words convey such a powerful message about the significance of our steps and the importance of walking in God’s guidance. I love how you captured the struggle between seeking worldly freedom and the peace that comes from following Him.”

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“The imagery of footsteps and the contrast between the fading paths and golden steps is so vivid. It’s a poignant reminder that true fulfillment and direction come from staying close to God. I appreciate how you emphasize the beauty of returning to Him and the joy of walking in His will.”

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“Thank you for sharing this inspiring piece. It encourages reflection on our journeys and the importance of inviting God into every step we take. I’ll definitely be meditating on Psalm 103.”

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Encourage other Christian writers.

I love what Willie wrote!

This is a Christian writer who thinks deeply and loves the Lord.

Willie is one of my subscribers.

He understands the real meaning of a poem that has been inspired by the Holy Spirit.

Willie wrote this comment, for himself too. He fed himself God’s insights whilst simultaneously encouraging me also.

Imagine these “Jesus blog comments” being recorded by God as His work!

When other writers feel the Lord’s presence in my poems and make this fact known to me, I am overjoyed!

*Please tell me this!*

I think God loves when we encourage each other heaven’s way!

This kind of writer-to-writer relationship seeks no competition but rather desires the best for each other. ❤️

Did you know, your writing ministry for God, affects YOU the most?

Not your readers.

Why not initially make your writing posts perfectly Christ tailored towards your needs, not others?

I fell flat on my face when I tried to write to help others!

Don’t compete with another writer. Simply glorify Christ.

When “the helping me 1st” approach is used, the writer burn out of self is significantly less. Only because you realized that the most important person is you. Not your reader.

As a Christian writer, I no longer like to waste time writing about subjects that don’t change me personally.

As I love intrapersonal writing, I realized that the topic I pick, should be a topic, that helps me the most!

This a wonderful realization.

Write to draw closer to God. Avoid being teachy and preachy.

If God ministers to you too, when you read my posts, I’m very glad! But if not, my soul work is never lost.

Why?

Only because my writing ministry is helping-my-own-soul-the-most.

I pray that your writing ministry helps you the most too.

I pray that every draft that I write, even if it’s trashed later, helps me in some way.

Instead of saying, “Draft one, draft two, draft three ….”

Rather say, “Devotion one, devotion two, devotion three and so on.”

When you influence yourself the most, under the leadership of the Holy Spirit, even trashed drafts can become an enduring heavenly joy 😊!

Only because God Himself is always present as you write every messy draft.

These drafts4self, with God, then ripple out and helps others later. Without you even really trying.

It’s like putting on your spiritual oxygen mask first, before helping others on the plane.

We write best when we help ourselves first.

Love Helen Olenjin

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Plant Pure Seeds

Once upon a time, a weed wore a mask. The mask was a flower. The weed was still a weed. The weed fooled others. But not God. Finally, the weed understood. It thought, “I need to be a flower for real. Only here can I make an amazing difference to the world!”

Good morning dear root I say.

How are you today?

Are you growing God’s way?

Let me check, I hear it say,

I know Jesus is the Way.

Were my seeds planted in good soil?

Or were my seeds in carnal turmoil?

As a root, I check what’s what.

Is Jesus at the top?

Meaning if He’s not,

I need to stop.

I need to pray.

I need to say, I plant a brand new way.

But first, I check my heart.

Hey, but stop I say today.

Your root has no heart, Ok?

A heart I do not have.

The root replies.

But I know your heart,

The one that cries.

For this heart, your

Saviour died!

Your heart that breaks apart

When Jesus Christ is put last.

Your right I say.

Jesus is the way!

I am Helen Olenjin.

Today and always!

I am on the way!

I am seeing roots today.

What can you teach me, I hear myself say.

I am a child of God.

Don’t go away.

God help me not to go astray.

Wait.

I pause.

I hear a knock at the door.

The door is in my heart.

It’s a still small voice.

It whispers

Make a fresh start.

I stop and pray.

Then I hear the root say

I am just a root.

Check your own fruit!

Is it pure and clean?

Is your soul pristine?

So I begin again.

I know that Jesus reigns.

I am Helen Olenjin.

Life is not a game.

I do not like fake fruit.

And I must check the root.

Is Jesus at the top?

Or is my life a big fat flop?

Am I a plant that looks like Groot?

But at the root, there’s bitter fruit.

A root that’s sick

Can build no bricks.

Instead it’s sand and very bland.

The wise man built his house upon a rock.

The foolish man was only sand!

His roots were weak.

Jesus was last.

He didn’t pray.

He didn’t fast.

He only built worldly chaff.

He only wore a mask.

Ohhh, that’s fake I cried. But Jesus died!

That’s real and true. Aye, aye the root replied.

Don’t put Jesus last.

In this place is no mask.

He sets you free

To be yourself.

And follow Him

Unlike the shelf.

Think before you act.

Are you fake in sinful pacts?

If you are, no time for cake!

It’s time to make a fresh new state.

Surrender your whole beating heart.

Time is short.

You must start.

When you do, you plant again.

This time, God plants

And then it rains.

His seeds start small

But pure are they

And all too soon

you shout Hurray!

Praise God!

I see fruit!

Jesus is the holy root!

From the root grows

Light and salt

Only then, the fakeness halts!

Helen Olenjin replies,

Praise God, my Jesus died!

Now I run from roots that die.

Today I choose to never thirst

And I drink His waters

On His turf.

I never bury all the worst

As only then comes the curse.

Instead, I confess and pull the roots

On toxic plants and sinful shoots.

Then my heart plants again

With the Son

In God’s rain.

At last, my soul is set free again!

From sinful roots and carnality.

I hold God’s hand, I’m finally free.

I bow my head.

I’m fully healed.

And suddenly

My spirit kneels.

I lift my head

A breakthrough comes.

The chains break free

My Saviour comes.

I see him with a red red rose

His blood and beauty

Never cold.

He holds it out

It’s just for me.

I cry and say

You’ve set me free.

I thank You Lord

For loving me.

You healed my life

And bent my knee.

Don’t you see Him loving me?

He will heal yours

He did for me.

It’s time to plant

But watch your seeds.

There are good and bad

For all to see.

Unwrap your soul

And unwrap fast.

Jesus will come soon.

Time will soon pass.

In your new state

A new covering will come.

The blood of the Lamb

The only true Son.