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O America!

Ole’ Glory, artwork & photo by dfav.
America?
O America, where are you?
No sight of you from our dwellings where COVID,
Government mandates and fear of one another
Has turned our homes into our tombs.

Liberty Bell?
Where is your peal, your ringing?
No sound from you, no bell rings out, just 
Madness, yelling, screaming, audio chamoflauging
That America's heartbeat has died.

Lady Liberty?
Why is your beacon darkened?
Who swooped in and stole your light,
The melting pot you pointed the way for
Has turned off your purpose, will you be toppled next?

Old Glory?
Do those stars and stripes fly anywhere still?
Flags are burning and stomped on,
Degraded, slashed, fouled with the hatred of so many
O Glory my eyes long for the sight of you.

Mighty Eagle,
Have you been shot from the sky as well?
Who clipped your majestic and powerful wings,
Have your nests and young been shred?
Are those tears in your eyes flowing down too?

Freedom?
Where did you last go down?
Who drove the last nail in your coffin?
Whose hollow bullet stopped your heart,  
When did the bill for your cost come due and go unpaid?

Christians?
Do you still exist, even underground?
Not talking about denominations, or religion,
Not talking about a list of do's and don't but
Those with authetic, life challenged, Bible believing BELIEVERS.

America?
O America, where are you?
Who grieves the loss of a 244 1/2-year-old country?
Who recognizes you even died?
Is there any or enough of you left to give us hope?

God?
O Holy Father, I know where You are.
You are here, You are always here.
For such a time as this You have raised us to exist.  
Father God, guide me, what would You have me do now?

---dfav
1/23,25 & 2/1/2021

Where We Are

Photo by Juan Pablo Serrano Arenas on Pexels.com
Eyes are weeping, weeping,
Rivers overfill their banks.
Still the eyes keep weeping, weeping.
Blinded no more by evil's lies,
That freedom could be free.
Eyes are weeping, weeping.

Ears are hearing, hearing.
Stolen lives for many reasons.
Innocent blood those ears are hearing, hearing.
Silenced no longer by ignorance,
Life's blood is a gift of God,
Ears will keep on hearing, hearing.

Tongues are tasting, tasting,
The bitterness and bitterness of sins,
Palates aren't cleansed tongues are tasting, tasting.
Sour, smokey, rotten, hot,
Shovels are force feeding ashes
Tongues are tasting, tasting.

Hearts are shattered, shattered,
For goodness can't be found.
Worthless promises, hearts shattered, shattered.
But the Evil Beast is well fed
The flesh and bone of the vulnerable and innocent
Hearts completely shattered, shattered.

Arms are empty, empty.
Children, the young, the old victimized.
By those whose souls are empty, empty.
No longer does any one breath fresh air.
Is there hope or is it too dead?
Arms achingly empty, empty.

Souls are turning, turning.
Some to view the Eastern sky.
Souls are turning, turning
Some to continue to rob, murder, steal.
Some strain to see their Jesus,
Souls are turning, turning.

Ears are hearing, hearing.
Eyes are seeing, seeing.
Tongues are praising, praising.
Hearts are rejoicing, rejoicing.
True, forever freedom is arriving, arriving.
Arms lift hands towards, heaven, heaven.

----dfav
1/25/2021

Pray. Listen. Act. Keep Praying.

Photo by Luis Dalvan on Pexels.com
Feel their aching emptiness,
Hear their hollowness echoing,
Their cries for connection,
Sense people's intense longing
Believers act wisely in Believing,
Got to do the right thing,
Pray. Listen. Act. Keep praying.

See their coveting, craving,
The temptations lingers,
Strong urges long denied,
Notice hands are wringing,
Do not turn or run,
Pray on, find God's way,
Pray. Listen. Act. Keep praying.

We are all hitting bottom,
Souls around are dying,
Prayers for the wandering,
Hope must keep flying,
Get up, go on, share,
Find God's way through,
Pray. Listen. Act. Keep praying.

----dfav, 1/23/2021

Whose Way

Photo by KAV 2020.
When I fail to do what God has told me is His work,
When I close my eyes to people hurting, hungry, and lost, 
When I ignore the truth through God's eyes when saying I love Him,
When I pursue man's idea of success pushing God's definition aside,
All I've really done is prove to everyone that I've lied.

When I have willingly entered into a covenant with God, 
When I have further prayed and pledged to follow His Word, 
When I blow one more chance, one more round as the Prodigal, 
When I carelessly forget my promises, in me I have shown Evil has won,
My actions scream to all I don't appreciate anything God's done.

When I choose unforgiveness, blindness and deafness,
When I justify harm in any way to any other human being,
When I take justice into my own hands and say its in God's name,
When I am silent to protect my own status and skin,
The winner's circle may be where I stand, but it is no win.

When "things" become more precious to me than people,
When color blinds me to humanity or power corrupts and devours,
When I determine a persons character based on wealth or fame,
All of these are my sins against mankind, and against the All Mighty,
My decisions, my consequences, my greed, my turn from His Right.

When in the fight to change everyone, everything to fit my perception,  
When because of my anger I have no glimmer of compassion or humanity,
When all I do is scream to attempt to let others not be heard,
When all I see is my agenda, what I have lost, my pain, my true heart,
Here I have proven with actions how much of my life God has a part.

---dfav
01/23/2021


Press On

art & photo by dfav, edited using PhotoGrid
Someone, somewhere struggles beneath the load.
A voice cries in the din of babble for help.
Broken hearts know defeat and bitter disappointment.
Ears bleed covered with scars from lies upon lies told.
Are you the someone buckling and going down?
Press on,
Stand.

Someone, somewhere is being beaten down.
Voices silently plea, "Please, right this wrong."
Believer's hearts sicken and struggle as we fall.
Senses know the stench of cheap knockoff gowns.
Are you the someone struggling to breath?
Press on,
Stand.

Someone, somewhere looks up one more time.
A voice calls strong and sure and heard right now.
Broken hearts grasp one more hope to engage.
Jesus is whispering, 'Press on, you are a child of mine.'
When you've done all you can do to stand--
Press on,
Stand.

Listen to His word O wounded one, for He is here.
With you to every corner and to the ends of the world.
You are not alone regardless what human eyes see.
He understands Your weariness, brokenness and tears.
This world is not your home.
Press on,
Stand.

---dfav 1/22/2021

I don’t know who, and I will never likely know but someone, somewhere needs this reminder today. With all that’s going on in our world right now, maybe more than one someone. Even myself. Know that this morning someone, somewhere prayed that God would meet your needs, right where you are. May His blessings flow over you.

—-dfav

All

Art and photo by dfav, edited via PhotoGrid.
We are all so wounded,
All so sure our hurts,
Our scars
Are the worst,
Deserve to burst
All over everyone.
We are all so filled with hate,
Though we claim we love,
Our painted on
Hearts and smiles
Plastered for miles,
Explodes, it's okay.
We are all so wrong,
We won't admit it,
We claim it is justified,
The wrongs we commit
The hate we submit,
Who cares who it destroys?

We are all flawed,
All right and all wrong,
All sinners saved by grace,
God's mercies free to all,
God's love meant for all
Will we ever truly see?

—dfav 1/21/2021

Witness through Me

Adult Coloring Pages, color by dfav.
Because of my Father's love
I am - FREE
Freer than any freedom on earth
For others can lock up the church's doors,
Forbid worship,
Abolish gathering in Your name.
But, no one can force me to deny
My faith, for though religion falls
My belief in Jehovah soars.
It can't be taken from my heart
I can always cling to You,
I can still trust in You,
I can continue to believe in You,
Whole or broken of missing limbs
I can still stand for You.
For it is in Jesus Christ I am truly free.
Even when facing physical death,
My loved ones threatened, used,
Tortured, straved, made an outlaw,
My physical body crumbling,
In my heart,
Though tonque silenced,
Though eyes blinded,
Abandoned to slowly die,
Please, dear Lord, witness through me.
In my heart I still trust in You,
I still believe
And in Your time
Usher me into Heaven.

-dfav
11/20/20, 1/12/2021

What Change in this Wind?

Photo by Jeffrey Czum on Pexels.com
With all that 2020 has involved,
Covid-19,
Face masks,
Shut downs,
Shortages,
Limitations,
I wonder at this newest storm,
What once cold will now be warm?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Protests,
Riots,
Looting,
Crime,
Calls for justice, equality
I shiver at these chilling winds,
Will America ever mend?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Isolation,
Disruptions,
Unemployment,
Threats,
Hate upon hate,
I'm saddened that we've come to this,
What next in all this craziness?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Elections,
Lies,
Politics,
Untruthful media,
Evil erupting,
I ache with shame this is who we are,
How did we allow us to slip this far?

With all that 2020 has involved,
Health crisis,
Diagnosis,
Miles to travel,
Prayer itself,
God remains steadfast,
I pray for answers and solutions,
I pray somehow God will bring resolutions.

With all that 2020 has involved,
It could get worse,
It could get better,
Hearts could mend,
Friendships begin,
God could reign free again,
I clasp His hand for I see the winds,
They're roaring at us, change they send.

-----dfav
10/30/2020

What Do You Hear Lord?

“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.”

Ephesians 4:29, New International Version, 1973, 1978, Zondervan Corporation.
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Everywhere my eyes and ears turn
They are sure to see and hear,
Words that are hurtful and foul,
From hearts that are deaf and seared.
The argument is that it's shock value
To let whatever one thinks rip,
Only the degrading and humiliating
Are the core of their hearts that drip.
Over all of this what do You hear Lord?
In this chaotic canopy of spilling hearts?
I pray it's the souls crying out for You,
Do our pleas the darkness part?
What do You hear day and night Lord?
Cleanse my heart, my soul, my mind,
So nothing that betrays Your being,
Comes forth from me that is unkind.
May my words bring Your healing,
Encourage the weak, broken, wronged,
Call people to raise their eyes up to You,
Find strength in You to make them strong.
I pray my words are wholesome,
Bring Your honor with every word I say,
Please reside deep in my heart,
As I end this night and start a new day.

----dfav
10/26/2020

Don’t Dance with the Devil

Don’t dance with the devil

Don’t give him a whirl or two,

He’ll trap you before you know

What has imprisoned you.

Don’t think you can control

The places he’ll take you,

His schemes race so quickly

Zero to a million and two.

Don’t accessorize with his symbols

Expecting he’ll turn away.

Playing dress-up with the devil?

He’ll destroy your soul each day.

Don’t dance with the devil

For he pays for the band,

And he who controls the music

Soon has you in his hand.

-dfav

1/3/2020