One Decision

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One blink, a nanosecond,
Your car collides,
Lives are changed,
Forever.

One affection, a season in time,
A woman conceives,
Life begins,
The circle.

One sound disturbs the snow,
An icy chunk breaks,
Tumbling down,
Avalanche.

One bright smile, eyes meet,
Leads to love,
She says yes,
Marriage.

One calm, still voice calls to you,
Come to me,
I’ll give you life,
Eternal.

Two ways appear, which do you take?
How do you decide?
Prayer and faith?
Happenstance?

A vapor, a veil, a fragile thread,
Connects us to this life on earth,
Takes a second,
Extinguished.

Live this life well for God’s mission,
Or live it for what else you choose,
Takes a few seconds,
Decision.

Our legacy is known most times,
By that decision,
In that time,
The vapor fades.
                    dfav 2/9/16
—Donna

A Letter Long Overdue

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Dear God,
I wanted to send You a letter.
Some may call this a prayer,
And that’s okay,
Either way,
Its the content, not the title.

First, thanks because I see better.
Visibility improved so quick its rare.
At the break of day,
I must say,
Thank You for the things I take for granted.

Second, there’s You and Your gift at Calvary,
It floods my life with grace,
Seeps through cracks,
Front and back,
Continuous and flowing.

Second, my husband, all he is and his bravery,
Love for You and us on his face,
Intertwined and strong,
That can’t be wrong,
For it too is overwhelming.

Third, our heart and our joy,
Our daughter, half child, half grown,
Each time she says Mama or Dad,
Cause for joy, not sad,
Even when our patience is tried.

Fourth, we’re among the free, not toys,
We’ve accepted we’re not pawns.
You’ve been patient so long,
We hear the sweetest song,
To it our life and hearts are tied.

Fifth, for our homes, what was and is,
Our meals, someone prepared them,
Clean water to drink and bathe,
More though, to us time You gave,
All the little stuff I take for granted.

Sixth, last but not in priority is the ease,
With which You blessed my day,
For this morning I woke,
To hear what You’ve spoke,
And counted my blessings again.
                    dfav 2/8/16
—Donna

With Steadfastness

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Perserverence develops character.
Love lightens a load.
Hope throws back the darkness.
Practice makes perfect,
Even if it takes years,
And perfection?
The quest for it,
Drives you to be better,
Or bitter.
Strive instead,
To be like,
Christ.
That drives you only,
To love,
With His heart,
See with,
His eyes,
Hear with,
His ears,
Remain,
With His,
Steadfastness.
                  dfav 2/2/16
—Donna

Cottage-by-the-Sea #2, 2/1/16

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Abba Father,
Holding to hope with all my heart,
Hope in the promises of Your Word.
Hope born in a stable in Bethlehem,
Hope alive from a grave Satan meant never to part.

It’s so hard from this valley low,
Relying on memories of miracles before,
Because this is so big and its not just for me,
Not just my health taking a severe blow.

You won’t disappoint us, though we might not understand,
Our minds aren’t like Your’s we often struggle.
I know You have us covered and safe,
In this storm You’ve got us in the palm of Your hand.

In the name of Jesus Christ I proclaim,
Satan isn’t welcome here any shape, any form.
By the name of Jesus I seek Satan to be blocked,
I request Satan to be repealed in Jesus’name.

Holding onto hope with all my heart,
Hope born of experience of what You can do,
Hope freed by the name of Jesus Christ,
Hope, trust and prayer, doing my immediate part.

Let me be quiet to hear Your voice,
Help me respond immediately to what You direct,
May the banner before me bear Your name,
Please Abba, may my life show You’re my choice.
                   dfav  1/31/16.   Donna
—Amen

Cottage-by-the-Sea, #1, 1/29/16

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Abba Father:
It is still dark,
Here seaside,
Though I rose at 4:30,
This brisk winter day,
As usual.
Same time I rise,
Every morning of the work week,
I am a creature of habit,
My usual.
Same routine,
Same type of coffee,
Usual eight squirts of cream.
Then I get into,
Our prayer place,
And, I pray,
And, I listen,
And I pray more
Until between us,
The sweet usual,
Peace and reassurance,
Hope for the future,
Comfort for the day.
And the sun peeks,
Over the rim of the horizon,
I smile because,
There’s nothing usual,
About God’s grace.
                         dfav 1/29/16
—Donna

Journey is My Own

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“Enough! ”
I cried out loud.
“Enough of this pity!
Throw open the doors.
Sweep clean the city.
Unfair?”
By human standards.
“Unfair and unjust!
But, Jesus never promised,
Life or living would be such.”
What,
Is it to me?
Who or how God blesses?
In His ultimate love,
He never truly misses.
The journey,
Is mine and His alone,
It is my walk, my life,
My focus belongs
On my own strifes.
Yours?
                     dfav 1/28/16
—Donna

Light and Voice

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No light.
No sound.
No aromas.
No reflections.

A pinpoint of light appears.
A guiet voice says, “Come here. ”
Light in dark so bright.
You focus on that illumination.

Light glows.
Voice comforts.
Steps sure.
Your choice.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
Have seen you past evil’s tests.
Be welcomed home.
They’ve been your light and voice.
                         dfav 1/17/16
—Donna

Babies

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Abba Father,

Babies born.
Who will they be?
Little hands.
Little toes.
Cherished gift?
Crushing woes?

Children grow.
Who are they?
Parental product?
Neglected soul?
“Jesus loves me. ”
Ever shown?

Teenager now.
Wings unfurled.
Edge they sit,
Equipped to fly?
Ready to soar?
Afraid to try?

Adults by law,
Who are they now?
Serving disciple?
Spiritually cold?
Choice made?
For Jesus bold?

Babies born.
Who will they be?
Will we love?
Or neglect?
Will we encourage,
Or cause regret?
                dfav 1/15/16
—Donna

As I Am

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“Just as I am, “* Lord,
With all my flaws and sins,
With all my belief of entitlement,
The way I treat stranger and kin,
You’ll let me in,
Won’t You?
Just let me in?

“But that your blood was shed for me. ”
Well, no more for me than them,
My wrongs aren’t any worse,
Than those who murder men.
I’m in like them,
Aren’t I?
In like them?

“And that you bid for me to come,
And I…” recognize my need for You,
“Oh, Lamb of God, I come, ”
Surely I am smart enough to do,
To see I need You,
For I do Lord,
Lord, I do.

Just as I am, a dirty, sinful man,
In whom You have much to change,
Whose pride in self needs to melt,
Much to fix and rearrange,
I am to blame,
Take me,
As I am.
                          dfav 1/13/16
—Donna
*Just As I Am: Charlotte Elliott

In the Beginning

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Nothingness became,
Pristine perfection,
Supreme expressions,
Of the Holy Trinity.
Man created from earth,
Woman fashioned from Man,
No toiling labor,
And God walked with them,
In the cool of the evening,
And they were satisfied.
Until Satan tested them,
And Eve tasted as did Adam.
They failed.
Sin entered the world,
Lost paradise some say,
God though was prepared,
He already had a way,
This time we had to but choose it.
To gain entrance into Home,
Where we already belong.
                           dfav 01/12/16
—Donna