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What Message is Getting Through

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There is deafening noise all around,
You cannot escape it wherever you are bound.
A violent roar angry, loud and explosive,
So loud, oh so loud, it turns into a weapon so corrosive.
Noise so big, so loud, so hot and molten,
Your message is lost to all, dispelled, no longer golden.

There is violence in the streets below.
People breaking in, as people once friends turn to foes.
Glass shatters, bricks explode, fire flames and licks,
The guilty or innocent such destruction has no pick.
Businesses, homes, people damaged or wiped away,
Taken out by waves of fury again today.

There are tidal waves of age old lies,
How many deaths will be enough to die?
Leaders so corrupted they cannot smell their stench,
Plans roll out to which they've plied their wrench.
This has nothing to do with "we the people",
Much to do with the torn down steeple.

No longer can I hear the message,
No longer can I read the passage,
No longer can I find reason for sanity,
No longer do I see any recognization of dignity.
The locusts have passed again and again,
I cannot hear through their violent, wicked din.

There is one promise to which I cling,
One taste of tomorrow despite todays sting.
Jesus came and died, He the only perfect One,
He rose from death His victory won.
He is returning, He is coming back,
In Him alone resides all the understanding we lack.

Until then though I struggle to hear your voice,
Do you think there is another sane choice?
This paints a picture of evil reigning,
Of the worst of all humanity demanding,
Their way or no way, life or death,
It seems your intent to steal away our last breath.

There is deafening racket all around,
No escape no matter where you're bound.
A violent roar, angry, loud and explosive,
So loud, oh so loud, it turns into a weapon so corrosive.
Noise so BIG, so LOUD, SO hot, SO molten,
Your message is lost to all, dispelled, no longer golden.

----dfav
4/20/2021

Watching

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All my life I've heard
That Jesus is coming back.
Could be any moment.
Could be any time.
I've waited,
I've watched.

As rumors flew through history
Muddling people's minds.
Is it ever happening?
Is it in our lifetime?
We've waited,
We've watched.

Currently more signs come true
Awareness is on high alert.
Is it today?
Is it tomorrow?
We're waiting,
We're watching.

Seems like evil is winning
Casting God and His people out.
Will they succeed?
Will they not?
We're still waiting
We're still standing.

Should the worse happen,
Lord, don't let me wimp out.
May my lips praise,
May I follow to the end.
I'm waiting,
I'm watching.
I'm ready.

----dfav
4/17/2021

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

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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

Abortion Isn’t “Just” an Issue

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Show me, please, 
What part of you when cut,
Does not hurt?
Does not cause you pain?

Tell me, please, 
Why drop of your blood isn't red?
The same color as mine?
Waiting.

Explain to them, please.
When you face them in Heaven,
How much more important you were,
Than them.

Look into their eyes, please.
This is the person you tried to erase.
Face your Creator and the one you helped create
And justify.

Talk to a barren woman, please.
Whose heart starves for what you trash?
Tell her how her pain is nothing,
But yours is not.

Look, please.
Innocent blood is on your hands,
On the father's hands,
Abortionists hands are drenched.

See, please.
The wealthy, now wealthier
From harvesting your childs organs.
See what they stole.

31,160,121.
Lives aborted.
From 1973 to 2018,
Sobering.

---dfav
2/1/2021

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


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?

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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

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