Archive | September 2015

Paid in Full (or Payment Due II)

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Counted lost,
Hopeless lost,
Offended everyone,
Alienated all,
Hurting people,
Destroying things,
Relationships,
Marriage shredded,
Kids traumatized.
Darkness wins,
Pay now for sins.

This evilness,
This darkness,
Has crushed you.
To point of death,
Leaves aware.
To late pay now!
You isolated self,
No help to come,
Dark laughs.
You call one name,
Name of Names.

You feel it,
Welcome it,
Slight lightening.
You confess,
Calvary seen,
Dying Christ,
You weep,
Secrets flee,
Empty tomb,
Christ won,
Light is Son.

Darkness fled,
Spirit lead,
You called to God.
His love,
His sacrifice,
Melts dark away,
Frees your soul,
Redeems your eternity,
Your sin debt,
“Paid in full! ”
“Paid in full! ”
         dfav 9/10/15
—Donna

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Payment

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It is dark.
Not only dark,
But it is alive.
The dark stalks,
Wrapping itself,
Around you,
Clinging, stickiness.
You dismiss it.
You are stronger,
Much stronger,
Than this foulness.

You play more,
You push more,
It is a high.
With a grip,
A firm one,
Around you,
Black, tar shackles,
Still okay though,
You’re enjoying it,
No judgement in it,
In this darkness.

The game goes on,
The dark goes on.
It covers you.
Like a cocoon,
It won’t let go,
You can’t fight,
Pinned in grips,
Wrapped in dark,
Darker dark,
Indescribable place,
What’s its name?

Some trick?
An evil trick?
Determined,
It would take,
Everything,
Lie to you,
Cheat you,
But has it?
Or did you think,
You’d cheat it,
Deny it?

Sin must be paid.
dfav 9/9/15
—Donna

See My Jesus

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Forget streets of gold,
Sights to behold,
I lived to see my Jesus.
When I’m called home,
Kneel before His throne,
I lived to see my Jesus.
To see His face,
Having ran the race,
I lived to see my Jesus.
On quiet nights,
Know this was right,
She lived to see our Jesus!
               dfav 9/4/15
—Donna

Word Ambassadors

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Words.
Nearly everybody,
Uses them,
Speak,
Pass along their truth,
Tell stories.

Poets.
Tell their tales,
By rhyme,
And,
The rhythm of their speech,
‘Til told.

Writers.
Expand upon the Way,
Finding,
Jesus,
Leading others to the path,
Commissioned.

Write,
Shine God’s light freely upon,
People,
Truth,
Fulfill Christ’s last command,
Feed His sheep.
            9/2/15
—Donna

We Can All Have Jesus

Being a Christian doesn’t make us immune to worldly troubles. Being a church doesn’t make us get everything right. Sometimes, a lot of times, we shoot our wounded, rather than help them recover. But, even our most epic failures can be righted by Christ, if we turn to Him in our struggles, not man.
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She’s not twenty-five yet,
Divorce papers have been signed,
Two beautiful children with her and,
The physical abuse left behind.
Though she works two jobs to survive,
Still, she’s silent about her days,
And even sitting in the choir loft,
She feels like a cast away.

You’re not the only one Daughter,
Not the first not the last,
Walking into church bearing a load,
We all got a future, present and past,
We can all have Jesus Daughter,
From the first to the last,
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?

He feels like an outcast this teen,
Here among where he should belong.
Isn’t that what the words say?
The ones in so many of the songs?
No one is noticing his quiet despair,
Isn’t this supposed to be home?
But he goes to another school
So no one cares where he roams.

You’re not the only one my Son,
Not the first not the last,
Walking in church bearing a load,
We all got a future, present and past,
We can all have Jesus Son,
From the first to the last
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?

She’s just turned forty and seldom eats,
Being size six was vital to her mother,
So she chews and spits out most her food,
She has it all, does it all, rushes one place to another,
Always hungry, she just wants an escape,
Today she’s thinking there’s only one way.
Right after morning worship she’ll take those pills,
Sitting there praying, “Lord, show me the way”!

You’re not the only one, Woman,
Not the first not the last,
Walking in church, bearing a load,
We all got a future, present and past,
We can all have Jesus Woman,
From the first to the last,
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?

Who you are Friend, doesn’t matter,
What burden you bear not a thing,
The pew you sit in, position you work in,
All the pressures of earthly stings.
Your age, intelligence, status or health,
Don’t mean a thing right now,
And neither does your earthly wealth,
If You’re hurting, God has healing.

You’re not the only one, Friend,
Not the first not the last,
Walking in church, bearing a load,
We all got a future, present or past,
We can all have Jesus, Friend,
From the first to the last,
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?
               d. f. a. v.  8/31/15
—Donna