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From the Cottage-by-the-Sea, #17

Yesterday Lord, the place was crowded.
People everywhere promising so much,
With expectations and dreams so bright,
It all seemed so possible in the bright light.
This morning Lord, the crowd has thinned.
Some have left afraid of the possible pain,
For the route to success is no longer in sight,
The support they all promised took flight.
It’s you and me in this ongoing struggle,
Yesterday, today and tomorrow I know,
Regardless Lord of what I can see,
You are always right beside me.
Can’t base my walk with You, Lord,
On other people’s interpretations,
May this life with You be between You and I,
Help me live by Your will until the sweet by and by.
        dfav 5/30/17

—Donna

Stuck at Home on Sunday

Sunday morning to the church building I couldn’t go,
It hurts every time though it’s the life I know,
Could give into the sorrow or break out in praise,
Jesus understands the decision and emotions it raises.
Sometimes I read and study His Word for a bit,
Ask Him to speak to me, in my heart sit.
Occasionally I sing, give a concert of one to The One,
Always thanking Him for​ the gift of His Son.
I sure miss going to church and worshipping there,
The strength of fellowship, understanding and care.
But God knows the reasons I’m stuck at home,
There’s no need for me to groan and moan.
He’ll accept my praise and worship anytime, anywhere,
He will be faithful and show me He cares.
          dfav 5/29/17

—Donna

Remembering​ Those Gone

Thoughts gather about the ones
Whose lives once intertwined with mine.
Who invested prayers and time
To try and help me my life to shine.
The loved ones I hold so dear,
Whose paths have gone to another time.
Who are at peace and now have no tears.

To not miss us, those who’ve been left behind
It must just be the notion we’re coming soon,
As if we’re only next door or in the next room?
We’ll be there before the clock strikes noon?
Perhaps that is what death truly is,
A passing from the earthly to Heaven’s room?
Still I think of them and grief makes me sad.

Oh, the Homecoming we will surely have
When at last we’re all gathered home.
To be in the presence of our Holy Father,
And know from Him we’ll never more roam.
All together we will love God more,
And so love one another in our Heavenly home.
I can remember those gone and smile.

                 dfav 5/16/17

—Donna

What Happened?

The colors used to sing to me,
They hummed in perfect harmony.
Bright voices tweeted to play all day,
Sober hues revealed other things to say.
Primary tones danced ‘cross the page,
Waltzing, tap-dancing their feet gave way.

Words used to call out loud to me,
Sometimes a poem with or without rhyme,
Words built upon themselves a story to tell.
The words worked wonderfully well.
Sometimes a story a novel foretold,
They didn’t care if they would sale.

Blank paper or canvas once revealed to me,
Drawing, painting some artistic endeavor,
The absence of colors called creativity,
There but not with clear visibility.
Until the blankness whispered their piece,
And mind eye becomes breathtaking realities.

How sad I am the calls grown silent!
Chilling my heart without their muse,
I feel the absence to the core of me,
The colors draining is all I see.
Silence is all my soul can hear,
What now is to become of the me I be?
            —-dfav 5/14/17

—Donna

God is Surely Stronger

You’re hurting and you’re tired.
You’re seeking answers.
You’re asking God above,
The one you’ve always tried to trust,
But this battle?
It’s really just too much.

His relief hasn’t yet arrived.
His answers unspoken.
Isn’t God in Your heart?
Doesn’t He understand your need,
Why doesn’t He act?
Why aren’t His angels set to intercede?

I’ve no idea how to help you.
I’ve questions of my own.
God is greater than we know.
We have to hang on a little longer,
His answers are on​ the way,
The pain is great but God is surely stronger.
           dfav 4/9/17

—Donna