Tag Archive | America

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.



The America I Know

Photo courtesy of Angel Kaye.

The America I know?
She’s resilient and strong.
She’s feisty and determined,
Been the underdog in the fight,
But, the America I know?
Believed in fighting for the right.

The America I know?
Cared for her own.
Cared about values and honesty,
Even when the price was high,
But, the America I know?
Seems to have forgotten why.

The America I know?
Has given the blood of her finest,
Has wept with the broken hearted,
For the human rights of her own
But, the America I know?
Has fought for others like her own home grown.

The America I know?
Set today aside to observe,
Those fallen military personnel
Who have given the ultimate sacrifice.
But, the America I know?
Could heed true Godly advice.

The America I know,
Shouldn’t forget God comes first,
That our freedoms came with a cost
And we can’t stop paying the price.
The America I know,
Honors the ones making the sacrifice.
        dfav 5/29/17


To Honor Our Veterans of Pearl Harbor Day

This image was pinned from the internet.  Original artist wasn’t given.  

That flag you’re stomping on?
That flag you’ve burned?
That protesting you’re doing?
That choice you made and voted?
The church you’re attending?
Or the one that you’re not?
The lifestyle you’re living?
Just in case you’ve forgot,
Your life of freedoms?
It didn’t come for free.
We don’t always get it right,
We’re going to disagree,
But one thing is for certain,
Our lives didn’t come to us free.
People have given,
Sometimes their all,
To assure our tomorrow
Thousands have taken the ultimate fall.
Respect their sacrifice if nothing else,
Refrain from expressing contempt,
For them and the country who’s military
Paid and pays for the freedoms you’ve kept.
Honor our Pearl Harbor veterans today.
Both those alive and those not,
Say a word of gratitude please,
Or at least refrain from bashing the lot.
        dfav 12/7/16


I Believe

The views expressed in this poem are those of the poet.  Me, myself and I.  As much as I believe in these things and more, I also believe you have the right to express and own your own opinions and beliefs.  More than anything, I believe America owes a huge debt of gratitude to those past and present who have served in times of peace and war, within our boundaries and outside them, to create this country and maintain our freedoms.

My personal veteran, my husband.

I don’t believe in violence,
I don’t believe the hue of a person’s skin,
Or who they choose to love,
Or what country they were born in,
Makes them better or less than,
The rest of the population.

I do believe in common sense,
I do believe there’s more than one way to win,
I do believe when push comes to shove,
There’s right and wrong and sin is sin,
And of wrong God is no fan,
Even if we’re a hurting nation.

I don’t believe it’s right to burn our flag,
I don’t believe it’s cool to break the law,
I don’t believe bullying solves anything,
Nor do temper tantrums in the streets,
For when our arrogance shows,
None of us are attractive people.

I do believe in a simpler life without hash tags,
I do believe in the power of hammer and saw,
I do believe in God and the power of praying,
And this is a time for knees not feet,
For few of us know,
The cost of our freedoms for home and steeple.

               dfav 11/11/16


How Great It Is (Reflection on Deut. 4:7)


Naive or misguided?
Misled or conned?
When was freedom,
Ever easily won?

One war or two?
Revolution or world?
We believed then.
God willing, we’d win.

The Israelites prayed,
God, set us free.
And He heard them,
Freed’em from misery.

Before them God went,
Cloud and fire,
They panicked, gave up,
Demanded an idol.

Reminds me of the USA,
Lost in a wasteland,
Unsure who we are,
Risked enough, gone to far?

The world’s looking now,
What will we do,
Put our head in the sand,
Bow our heads, fold our hands?

Deuteronomy 4:7 tells Israel,
They were blessed to have,
A God who was near them,
When they prayed to Him.

Couldn’t that be the US again,
If we humble ourselves and,
Truly pray to Him?
Can we be humble again?

73% of American’s say,
They are Christians but,
Biblical truth in laws,
Aren’t reflected at all.

Let me encourage you,
Who write and craft,
To give witness for God,
Create truth on His sod.

Genesis says He made,
Adam in his image,
So our creativity call,
Comes from the God of us all.

Now is our time,
To help reignite America,
First to much praying,
Then to much working.

Encourage wrongs righted,
And laws rightly fixed,
Our leaders to lead well,
The truth always tell.

Our God will be near us,
He’ll be part of our hearts,
Let’s turn America’s direction,
Work for everyone’s salvation.

Can we be again,
An example of God’s blessings?
I commit to praying we can,
Will you pray with me we can?
              dfav 9/15/15

Is this a Darkest Day?

(Compiled using Photoshop)

This is among the most uncertain I thought I’d never see,
In the land of the brave and the home of the free,
Where the flag that flys red, white and blue,
Has come to stand for something less noble, less true.
It had fewer stars back when Francis Scott Key,
Searched through the night and penned “O say can you see?…”
Perhaps it’s glorious beauty tugged at hearts more
When American shores weren’t a revolving door.
Many a soldier has served America with pride,
And stood up for its ideals fighting side by side.
Some looked at us and saw the defender of the weak,
Others saw us as a bully to the strong.
But when I saw the flag, snapping in the wind,
I never once thought this blessing would end.
Our military was tough, strongest in the world,
Our government cared about people their lives unfurled.
“In God we Trust” wasn’t an ancient motto,
Our leaders prayed to God without sorrow.
Now the flag flys haphazardly in fewer places,
People burn it and laugh in our faces,
We object to the disrespect but quiet too long,
Our leaders merely do a dance and song.
Our flag, Ole’Glory, Our Banner, Our rallying point,
May the future I can’t see put you back in front.
She’s a beautiful sight to those who understand,
She didn’t come free and she needs a hand.
Fifty states strong from the original thirteen,
God bless us and may America ever be.
            d.f.a.v. 7/2/15

Why America Needs a Phil Robertson

Photo from Duck Dynasty Quotes Facebook page, photo credit unknown.

He sports a beard at least a foot plus long, according to GQ he has severe bunions on his big toes and his wardrobe consists of camouflage, camouflage and white tee-shirts.  Fashionable in the swamps and woods of Louisiana but not in the halls and offices of local, state or federal government.

He has a degree from Louisiana Tech in education and is a former teacher in a private Christian school.  Underestimating his intelligence is a mistake. Even if when he speaks he has the ability to say exactly what needs to be said without a load of twenty dollars words to say it though the language may be coarse, don’t think of him as lacking in the ability to understand the twenty dollar words.  

A&E made that mistake.  Robertson, one of the stars of Duck Dynasty A&E’s blockbuster semi-reality television show, has never been shy about sharing his religious views. Despite knowing Robertson’s views on “controversial” issues such as homosexuality, they asked him to do a interview on his home turf with GQ magazine.  When said interview yielded quotes from Robinson that are so far from being politically correct they seem unbelievable A&E acts surprised and shocked. Reacting quickly with a knee-jerk reaction they suspend Robertson for an undetermined time frame and the fallout continues.

American’s have flocked to Robinson’s defense. Both those who agree with his beliefs and those who don’t but do believe he has the right to freely express them.

Why this strong response? Why are American’s reacting like a mama bear whose cubs have been attacked? Because, as a nation overall it’s my belief we NEED Robertson. 

People like knowing what you see is what you get, no chance fame or fortune will reveal a different person entirely. After all, money hasn’t changed Phil Robertson.  People clamoring for his attention, for a sound bite or a photo hasn’t been a pleasant burden but one he has bore.  Robertson’s refusal to cower to executive big wigs, the powerful media or lobbying groups is refreshing.  So impressed are we that we sign petitions demanding justice. We start clamoring for Phil Robertson to run for president. President of the United States in the 2016 campaign.

Can’t deny we need a person with Robertson’s solid, unshakeable belief in the Bible and God in the Oval Office. Can’t deny we’ve not had a candidate we could wholeheartedly support like Robertson in decades. Can’t deny the images that come to mind of Robertson in the Oval Office, Miss Kay in the kitchen teaching the chef how to cook like a pioneer and life in the White House aren’t amusing. But it would be a grave disservice to Robertson.

What appeals to the average Joe and Jane is Robertson’s realness. Take the man from his beloved swamps and woods and he is not happy, happy, happy. Force such a drastic change upon Robertson and he would rebel. It would be like caging a wild bird and clipping its wings.

But we want Robertson in charge. Or someone like him. Someone unafraid of speaking and campaigning for a America more like yesteryear. Don’t we?

Yes and no. We have to remember we’ve opened Pandora’s box and we can’t force what has escaped back inside. Fixing America’s problems isn’t a job for someone with no political ambition to be elected. It isn’t for those who would lose such a huge part of themselves to serve they would cease being who and what they are. And the past prepares us for the future but it isn’t the future nor the present.

I respect Phil Robertson. I would love to see him in the White House. But it would be the wrong thing, I think, to put Robertson in such a position. He doesn’t want it.

Somewhere in America though is a person who has Robertson’s candor, firm and unshakable faith in God and ability to deliver the changes we want in America. Stand up our friend and walk on.


Prayer from the Cottage by the Sea for Veteran’s


Abba Father:
You are Holy and not to be considered lightly.  Each morning when I wake I awaken to a way of life that I have given so little to be blessed with.  Living here, in the United States of America, I am allowed the privilege to seek and worship You as I see fit. I can pursue happiness. I can know liberty. I can live my life based upon Your Word.

Thank You for this tremendous blessing Lord.

Thank You for a flag that still waves over a land of free and courageous individuals.

Thank You Abba for the men, the women and their families, who have given their lives to protect America’s boarders and our interests on soils foreign and domestic.

Thank You Lord for those Veterans who have laid down their lives for America.

Thank You for the men who believed so strongly in a new world with a government of the people and by the people that they stood against tyranny and won our freedom,

Thank You for each person who has served in our military during times of peace, war and unrest.  Thank You that they still stand in a ring of green, brown, blue and white around us even at this hour.  Thank You Lord for our Veterans. 

Humble us as a nation Abba and call us again to have no other god but You, the I Am.

Bless each Veteran in the way You have in meeting their needs.


Thank you Veterans!  Well done!  Well done!



The anniversary of the last time terrorists struck on our soil, when they came into our house and blew it down.  And the anniversary of the last time Americans of every race, creed and color stood under one flag, O Glory, and proudly proclaimed “I am an American”!
Let our hearts remember, let the flags fly free, let us never forget how valuable, precious and fragile our freedom guarantees can be.  A few evil minds, a few amazing risks of detection and they knocked America to the ground for a split second with a sucker punch.  America responded.

Let’s respond in love today.  Love of our country.  Love of those who died on this day and in their memory, one again unite.  Let their deaths not to have been in vain.

Let us again unite to save our country, to stay undivided, do something today that says, “I Am an American” we will not be divided!

Pay the Band, Call the Tune

It seems to me America is losing her way a little more every day. Every news cast has some coverage that makes me wonder why God tarries and doesn’t come back right now. Yes, it seems we’ve lost our way, even the light that showed us the way, as if we’re walking the line between right and wrong and we’re not just dipping one of our toes in on the side of wrong we’re up to our necks in it and think no one notices! In the last couple decades when it came to most political offices, national, state or regional I’ve found myself choosing the least of two evils. Sometimes it has seemed as if my vote was wasted. Despite grass root efforts to purge the government system of people in elected offices going their own way on issues and against the very people they swore to represent the results are certainly not catching on like wildfire.

Healthcare reform alone is a powder keg in the United States. As is gun control, education, illegal aliens, and of course, the economy. This is not about who has what office and certainly not about the color of their skin, gender or sexual orientation. This is about reality and finding truth and knowing who the “good guys” are in a time when America needs more than a few heroes.

While powers that be quote figures and paint pretty pictures the rest of us live in hard reality. Let me tell you about a family of four in Knoxville, Tennessee who will wake up this morning and move to a shelter. They are being evicted because the mother’s salary, even though she is working 50 hours or more a week, just can’t cover the day to day living expenses for her husband, herself and their two children. Their oldest will start school this year. Their youngest is not yet two years old. This family is evicted. The majority of their household and personal items are already up to be sold at auction for not being able to pay the bill on their storage unit and their other vehicle impounded by the military for being parked on base.

The husband and father was honorably discharged from the United States Army having served through two deployments to Iraq, with a “General Discharge under Honorable Conditions”. The family planned to move to Knoxville, both get jobs, put the children in daycare and begin their civilian lives. But the money they had planned to survive on is being withheld by the Army and since the mom found work first the dad is staying at home with the kids because they can’t afford daycare. This is not how they planned for this transition in their lives, but this is their reality. A train wreck about to happen and no way to stop it. By the time the government straightens out the money issue they will be back on square one, starting all over again.

These are God’s children, not that they are without sin or bad decisions and tough consequences but mainly they are caught in the messy, sticky “recovering” economy. Resources for public housing have waiting lists of 1-2 years, shelters are full, and churches and social services agencies have little to offer pointing to a lack of funding. Chances are this couple will become involved with child protective services and may lose custody of their two children temporarily.

Lack of funding. Cuts in services. Reimbursement rates slashed. Who qualifies for services narrowed to make it harder to receive what few services are available. These cuts have been nearly deadly to a local social services agency that has spent decades helping families and protecting children. Eight years ago they believed they were set to move into new areas of service and expansion on the ones already offered. Instead they have suffered tremendously financially and so they have downsized and reorganized and repeated the process over and over and over again. It really is a make it or break it year for them.

We all know situations like these and others. People who lost jobs and can’t find new ones or find ones that pay just enough or not quite enough. No, no I don’t see this pretty picture of recovery.

The children of the couple in Tennessee are innocent. The children this social services agency helps here locally are victims of webs of generational issues and bad decisions from family and now from government too. Where is the good winning for these children?

Somewhere along the way America began thinking that the government should be responsible for just about everything. Education. Health care. Housing. Food. Transportation. Utilities. Medication. We just kept inviting the government into our living rooms and now realize that maybe it wasn’t such a good idea. As my dad once said, “He who pays the band calls the tune”.

And who suffers now? Who will pay? Our children and grandchildren and probably our great-great grandchildren.

God has said it will seem as if the evilness in humanity is winning, prospering even, but He also said that this is only for a time. I invite you to read Psalm 73:1-28 to read the whole Scripture passage.

It’s hard to accept, because we want it NOW but how we win is that by being the Children of God we win in a realm beyond this one of suffering and sorrow. For there is coming a day when we will pass from this feeble imitation of life into a life that is truly living because it will be in the presence of God Himself. And His light will shine and there will be no more evil, no more darkness, and no more good guys speaking out of both sides of their faces. For God is REAL and He is GOOD and He is RIGHT and He does love you. He proved that over 2000 years ago on a cross at Calvary and then a borrowed tomb. (Read Matthew 26:1 – 28:20; Mark 14:1 – 16:20; Luke 22:1 – 24:53 and John 18:1 – 21:25.)

Perhaps that seems like a long time to wait…we’ve been waiting for centuries for Jesus to return and some have made that passage already through death. But, good will triumph. Evil will cease. Peace will be had.

Meanwhile, if God has blessed you with material possessions and resources please consider increasing your contribution or giving to agencies desperately in need so they can help others. It is difficult to hold onto hope when your children suffer and you are strangled by circumstances beyond your control.

Let’s remember, that there but by the grace of God go I!