Tag Archive | America

Trust in You

Help me trust you God, I don't want to falter.
Though circumstances are grim and discouraging
Evil must not win, help me be encouraging.
Help me trust you God, I don't want to falter.

Let your love for all humanity be mine, may I choose to love.
Even in the midst of the world filled with hate,
I choose your love may it not be late,
Let your love for all humanity be mine, may I choose to love.

Set me firmly on Your path, I believe in Your way.
As even basic decency is lost in this place,
Strengthen me for Your pace,
Set me firmly on Your path, I believe in Your way.

O God, may I be found as true, faithful to You.
May I know when and how to fight for Your way,
Being sure if I have anger it is righteous each day,
O God, may I be found as true, faithful to You.

Father, may my heart always believe in You first.
Even as it appears evil is winning after all,
Remind me of Your plan since Adam and Eve's fall,
Father, may my heart always believe in You first.

----dfav
6/6/2021

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

Prayer for this Day

Pixels

Abba Father,
My friends, this worlds humanity,
All who suffer are hurting deeply,
Physically, emotionally, spiritually we’re ill,
Some know addiction, fear, hate and anger still.
There’s COVID-19 and much uncertainty,
Vaccines, economic turmoil, freedom threatened,
O such physical, heart, soul felt sicknesses,
Heal us please Lord, if it is Your will.

Lord, people are
Trying to hold to You in all circumstances,
As basic kindness fades and evil appears to have control,
Throughout this world all lives abruptly change,
Lights are hidden beneath bushels flicker and wane.
Evil appears triumph, fighting for control of us all.
We have wasted opportunity in our history,
Now we are facing the consequences
Is it to late, will You save us Mighty God?
We know Your mercy is in range.

—-dfav
5/28/21

From the Cottage-by-the-Sea #5, 5/5/2021

Art & photo by dfav.
O Father!  I am here!
You are too let there be no mistake.
My heart leaps with acknowledgment,
My soul drinks in Your peace,
Though outside the pounding storm does not cease.

O Father!  I am here!
Should I rush outside into this gale?
My heartbeat quickens with the waves,
My soul gasps at this darkness mid-day,
Though I see the Son is waiting to show the way.

O Father!  I am here!
This storm is greater than any hurricane.
My heart cannot deny the danger,
My soul remembers You provide for the sparrow,
Though it seems there may be no morrow.

O Father!  I am here!
It is time to pray and praise only You.
My heart longs for Your continual presence,
My soul knows any rescue for anyone is in You,
Though the winds shrill with evil in what they do.

O Father!  I am here!
This wall of darkness slammed down is even worse.
My heart sees in it those fallen and confused,
My soul sends me outside to scream, "Come home",
Though they turn from us wanting to be alone.

O Father!  I am here!
Will You not send me though destruction flies?
My heart cries for what will never be again,
My soul clings to You to withstand the probability,
Though this country is called to accountability.

O Father!  I am here!
Light returns as the storm recedes.
My heart rejoices that our cottage still stands,
My soul mourns for all that is now gone,
Though it is as if the USA never stood alone.

O Father!  I am here!
We search for all the other survivors.
My heart weeps for those freshly wounded,
My soul for those completely wiped away,
Though still proof exists You are here this day.

O Father!  I am here!
Is this vision for now or a future time?
My heart stirs as I look at You,
My soul trusting in Your true direction,
Though others balk let me follow Your instruction.

----dfav
5/5/2021

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

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

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

We Pray to Understand

We pray to understand what it is we see,

Perhaps grasp the deeper meaning,

Of all lives from sea to sea,

Regardless of money, status or heritage.

We pray to understand the hatred,

For the color of anyone’s skin,

The very reasons honor seems dead,

Amongst those attacking without regard.

We pray to understand the reasons

For the riots, disrespect and lies,

It feels like it’s some crazy open season

If you’re not exactly who they are.

We pray to understand the senseless taking

Of property, dreams and human lives

Where is victory in all this violence growing,

For it seems to only be making things worse?

We pray to understand the passiveness,

Of people whose indifference ’til now

Is part of the reason for this mess,

Being intentional or not doesn’t matter.

We pray to understand our need

To fit into this world gone astray

To fulfill our own wants and greed,

Being politically correct has gone on way to long.

We pray we understood it all,

Of what blame belongs to us,

Being humble and repentant is Your call,

With this respondence You show us the way.

—-dfav

9/25/2020

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

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

—Donna