Tag Archive | God’s faithfulness

The Ugly Truth of Man

Into the darkness of mankind’s souls I peered,
Places dulled and racked with mocking jeers,
Places once I knew to be bustling with life,
Now endless plains twisted by fear and strife.
In silence I condemn and convict as judge,
Passing sentence to settle the grudge.
Where’s the woman I once knew myself to be?
What stripped me of everything I knew as me?
Tumbling over and knocked repeatedly about,
I took my eyes away from the truth with doubt.
Before I could catch myself I began to fall,
Losing my allegiance to God’s holy call.
Could this be the same Daughter of God I knew?
Could ever again the love of God be renewed?
Oh, yes we each posses the ability to turn
Become the fire fighter who starts to set the burn,
There lurks within each and every one of soul
The monsters we have fought to hide and control.
One wrong act willingly indulged and free,
Sets off a chain of evil with consequences still to be.
But into this abyss Christ plunges in,
One Son of God and man come to pay the debt of sin,
The same Savior who willingly died upon the cross,
Whose redemption cloak over me does toss,
And I am swept away by His mercy and grace,
Reminded I shall see Him face-to-face,
Despite how I repeatedly fail Him and His cause,
His promises to me never cease or pause.
Into the mess of mankind’s heart I peer,
From my face He bottles every single tear,
Despite my abilities for evil He has won my heart,
Evil as man representative I may be yet God upholds His part.
—dfav 8/15/17

—Donna

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From the Cottage-by-the-Sea, #20, God’s Abilities

The situation is dire,
Calls for a real life hero.
But, all I can muster up,
Rates a big ole’ zero,
Until, I’m reminded,
We can’t, God can.
We won’t, God will.
We falter, God stands.

Circumstances are bleak,
Budget stretched tight,
Then diaster falls again,
Will it ever be alright?
Then I’m reminded,
We stumble, God holds steady,
We whimper, God speaks.
We’re selfish, God is ready.

The path seems hidden,
Lost in the dark.
All light seems drown,
Then comes the spark,
As a voice reminds me again,
We regret, God weaves rest.
We give up, God keeps on.
We’re uncertain, God knows best.

Love seems absent,
As if it abandoned us,
Left us wounded and alone,
God is as He always was,
Shedding high His illumination,
We cry, God bottles our tears.
We reach up, God stoops down,
Holding true all these years.

Still comes whispers,
Those of discontent.
‘Til I’m reminded in my pride,
Reasons I must repent.
For I like all sin, God forgives,
As we hurt, God heals.
As we take, God presents.
Our soul can bear God’s seal.
          dfav 12/6/16

—Donna