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Hope Transcends

Hope lives here,
Not always content,
Not always well rested,
Or without shed tears,
But hope lives here.

Hope exists within,
Sometimes under protest,
Sometimes with caution,
Often wounded to win,
But hope exists within.

Hope dwells inside,
Every human heart,
Every soul truly alive,
Should love within abide,
Hope dwells inside.

Hope blooms despite,
Of roaring lions,
Of depressive powers,
Love feeds hope so right,
For hope blooms despite.

Hope generates hope,
Though chances falter,
Though roads seem lost,
And weary hearts must cope,
Hope generates hope.

Hope flies free here,
Given by God,
Given one breath,
Though year turns to years,
Hope flies free here.

Hope transcends this life,
Reminding each of us,
Reminding life of each,
That this life has its strife,
But hope transcends this life.
           dfav 11/15/16


Pictorial Confirmation


There’s a picture in my texts,
A poignant voice in my ears,
Not a reminder of a tragic accident but,
That God’s timing is not based on our fears.

There are lots better pictures now,
This one is several weeks old,
A picture of a young man who was,
Broken and battered, far from the goal.

Ahh!! But we’ve prayed to The Great Physician,
The Healer, the Miracle Worker, The Living God.
And we’ve believed every Word and Promise,
‘Cause that’s how we roll with God.

I keep the photos and texts,
Because one thing you can’t deny,
Is the love and adoration in his eyes,
For the young woman at his side.

It’s the first of many confirmations,
God hears and answers our prayers,
Pray on in faith with thanksgiving,
God’s love will flood down in care.

I’ll know in my heart when it’s time,
To save, remove and let go,
Until God is finished answering prayers,
The picture shows all I need to know.
dfav 11/30/15

So Flys the Red, White and Blue


The American Flag waves on,
Over Capitals, Courthouses, Post Offices and Homes.
It flaps in the wind over car dealerships,
It’s the jewel of many town square.
And soldiers, patriots, and the brave of today,
Still hold us accountable for every tear or rip.
But as proud as we, I am, of this Banner so true,
The flags just a relic of long yesteryear
Unless people still stand up for the Red, White and Blue.
Hold the line, don’t give up again,
Read God’s Word again daily,
This time that flag flying depends on me & you.
          d.f.a.v.  7/4/15

Our Hope

From the hearts of mankind
Come the truths of his humanity
The depravity of souls embracing evil
Their own voices stands within them and cries,
“This is who I truly am!”

What we hold as evidence can crash instantly,
It matters not if rich or poor or which university
They attended or didn’t attend
Or of their dreams which flies or dies.
In their heart they’re who they are.

Not any of them unredeemable
If they choose to repent and change
But some are evil wrapped in flesh
The more they gourge the more they grow
And like weeds choke out others good.

Hope does exist in this citizenship
For choice is within each one’s range
In the smallest sliver of an opening
The love of God does beckon and glow
Hence He remains the redemption of all man.

The Holocaust, genocide, slavery
Wars and other atrocities we can’t forget exist
These acts wave flags of remembrance
Beware! Witness evil out-of-control
And plea for salvation not revenge.

There is no true peace in an eye-for-an-eye
Or a value that can be assigned
As whose life is more important
God should decide each man’s lifespan
For He is man’s truest Friend.
                    d.f.a.v.  1/27/15
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”      John 3:16 NIV

“But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what he has done has been done through God.”     John 3:21 NIV


How to Offer Hope in this World


It is hard to be cynical

In the face of hope,

Hard to be skeptical

When miracles occur,

Hard to give up

With a hand reaching out,

And this my, friends

Is what Christ’s hope is about.


It is hard to be cold-hearted

If you truly know God’s love,

Hard to be blind minded

When your heart has the ears,

Hard to be judgmental

When ourselves we truly see,

And this is how my friends

Christ Jesus sets us free.


It is hard to find hope

When life beats you down,

Troubles have you tangled,

Friends can’t be found,

Hard to be open to love

If hurt and pain’s all you know,

Difficult to accept truth

If hates all you’ve been shown.


We learn to reach out to others

When we first reach out to Him

He then reach others through us.

In a world losing hope,

Where hate and greed reign proud

And when real truth is hard to find.

When Jesus shines through us

He can offer hope to mankind.


He will extend others grace

And mercy undeserved,

Even if the world appears

Completely conquered by sin

If we surrender ourselves

God’s vessel to truly be

Then the hope we can offer

Is the Jesus in us they see.

    d.f.a.v. 11/30/2014




The Writer


The words are beautiful in the openness and raw gaping view of hurt.  They are slow but steady upwards rungs on a ladder of hope provided by the increasing intensity of the writer showing you the light of hope. 

A collection of letters forming words forming thoughts that seem to give you strength to pull yourself over to where, even though you are a sweaty mess, you manage to wrap your arms around the ladder leading up and out. You are ready to follow this hope anywhere. 

With a powerful gentleness these indescribable words have penetrated your fuzzy mind, fueled your muscles and you have begun to climb out of the pit you are in. Gratefully you realize you are not alone in your suffering. Someone else knows, someone else understands, someone else gets it. They have made this climb themselves.

Then the thoughts you’re reading are supported by the writer pointing you to ancient inscribed words of God Himself. Deeply rooted truths anchored to the very beginning when by His spoken words the universe and all of this Earth including man and woman were formed.

You can see sunshine. You can see unexpected beauty. You feel the hand of God as you view His handiwork.

It is a rare gift, this talent for writing this man has been given. A rare gift of compassion within his heart. It is uncommon, his ability to tell a person’s story as if it were your’s or his own.

He is no saint. He stumbles in his journey with God. Yet he writes, oh, how he writes. He doesn’t preach. He doesn’t condemn. He pours out a portion of himself to aid others struggling like him, like me, like you.

His blog, Scribing the Journey, can be found here; http://www.scribingthejourney.com. Trust me it is well worth a visit.


Charred remains.
Barren terrain.
Wasteland lain.
Charred remains.
Barren terrain.
Wasteland lain.
Charred remains.
Bare terrain.
Wasteland lain.
Embers glow.
Life grows.
Heart knows.
Embers glow.
Life grows.
Heart knows.
Embers glow.
Life grows.
Heart knows.
Hope arrives.
Despair dies.
Changed lives.
Hope arrived.
Despair died.
Life changed.
       -d.f.a.v. 9/25/13

Don’t give up!

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Always God, Always Hope


“If you falter in times of trouble,

how small is your strength!”

Proverbs 24:10 (NIV)



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There is always God

There is always Hope

Dark may be the night

Shadowed may be the day

There is always God

There is always Hope.

Bad things will happen

Disappoints they will fall

There is always God

There is always Hope

Death will come unbidden

Pain will surge be no doubt

There is always God

There is always Hope.

Your strength will fail

Your courage deflate

There is always God

There is always Hope

Evil may seem to prosper

Good may seem thrown away

There is always God

There is always Hope

Prayer may seem so little

Faith may seem so weak

There is always God

There is always Hope

Troubles can deceive you

Woes rebuke your faith

There is always God

There is always Hope

Answers may be different

Relief may be delayed

There is always God

There is always Hope

Though some call you foolish

Though some say much worse

There is always God

There is always Hope

He is strong in your weakness

He is calm in your fear

There is always God

There is always Hope

Don’t be deceived

Don’t be knocked out

There is always God

There is always Hope

Hear this each of you

Quiet you’re sinking hearts

There is always God

There is always Hope

Though the waters rise

Though sorrows overwhelm

There is always God!

There is always Hope!

There is always God

There is always Hope

There is always God

There is always Hope!

    -dfav 8/9/13




“So do not throw away your confidence;

it will be richly rewarded.

You need to persevere so that when

you have done the will of God,

you will receive what he has promised.

For in just a little while,

    ‘He who is coming will come and

    will not delay.

    But my righteous one will live

    by faith.

    And if he shrinks back,

    I will not be pleased with him.’

But we are not of those who shrink back

and are destroyed,

But of those who believe

and are saved.”

    Hebrews 10:35-39 (NIV)

Always God, always Hope!


Living Hope

In my Bible reading this morning I began in 1 Peter, Chapter 1 and the first thing that struck me and kept calling me back was Peter’s use of the phrase “…he has given us new birth into a living hope…”
(1 Peter 1:3b NIV, emphasis mine).

Living Hope! Hope that is ALIVE! Hope that is breathing! Hope that is growing! Hope that keeps going! Living Hope!

Before we realized we would not be able to have biological children I told my husband I wanted to name our son Jackson Hope. My husband objected immediately upon the grounds that the name Hope is feminine. My argument is that Hope should be genderless. His was that I wasn’t using the word hope as a verb but as a noun, a noun that would haunt our son forever. In reality my husband is right. (But doesn’t Jackson Hope just sound beautiful?) It became a mute issue eventually but my point remains the same, HOPE, should have no gender, no boundaries, no economic considerations, no religious affiliation, no ethnicity, HOPE should be HOPE.

Now, hope in what is the question.

Peter tells us that, “In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade—kept in heaven for you, who through faith are shielded by God’s power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. Though you have not seen him, you love him: and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls.” (1 Peter 1:3b-9 NIV)

Our hope is living hope
because Jesus Christ is living. Our hope is living hope because although Jesus offered Himself a sacrifice on the cross at Calvary death could not keep its claim on Him. Jesus Christ defeated death. He rose out of the grave! He set aside the clothes of death, the tears of mourning, the fears of a prophecy unfilled and HE LIVES!

In His living we have hope not only in this life but that beyond this life is eternity in Heaven where we will live with Jesus forever. Regardless how dark our circumstances of this world are we have hope that the world cannot extinguish unless we let it. But even then, it is a hope that can be flamed back into life with the gentlest of breath. Yet it is not hope for or of the things of this world. It is hope that by faith and belief in Jesus we have more than this world to have hope in. We have ETERNITY in HEAVEN in THE PRESENCE OF THE LIVING GOD!

I love this type of hope and I will pray that every reader today or any tomorrow know that hope too. If not, I will point you the following verses in the Holy Scriptures:

  • Romans 1:20-21
  • Romans 3:23
  • Romans 5:8
  • Romans 6:23
  • Romans 10:9-10
  • Romans 10:13
  • Romans 11:36
  • Acts 2:38

Living hope,


Spring has Sprung

One thing we say here in Alabama is that if you’re unhappy with the weather hang around for five minutes and it will change. Our blizzard of 1993 happened towards the end of March when we’re accustomed to the signs of spring coming alive, not 2-3 feet of snow. (Yes, 2-3 feet of snow in the Deep South qualifies as a blizzard.) This spring has been a bit more cold than usual. Freeze warnings and cold, damp days were the norm here a lot longer than normal. Yet, finally it seems we are warming up!

Yesterday I was able to “plant my garden”, which for me is going to be a container garden so it is reachable for me from my wheelchair. Oh how lovely it was to get those young plants into new homes! The smell of the sweet basil, peppermint and lavender was intoxicating! The sturdiness of the bell pepper and tomato plants was encouraging! The sharpness of the leeks as I broke up the root ball was a reminder of wild onions being mown over by someone’s lawn mower. This year I added Snapdragons, Petunias and a Boston Fern to the mix. I’m already thinking of a few more plants I want to add. Perhaps parsley, garlic, rosemary and dill. Maybe a couple more tomato and bell pepper plants too.

Our deck looks full of life, new life. Perfect for spring.

I was amazed at the difference my four hour gardening made in my thought processes. Just being out in the fresh air and seeing signs of spring arriving a little more closely enveloped me in hope. Hope in spring seems absolutely perfect. Especially for a Christian.

Jesus went to Calvary and was crucified on the cross just after the Jewish celebration of Passover. This comes in spring. The hope that was born those three days arrived when Jesus defeated death and when Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James and Salome took spices so that they might anoint Jesus’ body. The women discussed how they could possibly roll the stone away from the entrance to the tomb so they could get inside as they went to Jesus’ borrowed tomb. Yet the Lord had already taken care of this need for them for the stone had been rolled away by the power of God. When the women reached the tomb male angels greeted them and in Luke 24:5 one of them asks Mary, Mary and Salome “Why do you look for the living among the dead?”*

The sweltering heat of summer gives light and warmth to the earth. The crispness of fall air is a reminder of the bounty of harvest. The chill and dormant activity of winter makes quiet the energy and bustle of growth. It is the spring that fulfills the promise of the other seasons, the beginning of new life, the birth of hope.

Often times I find my heart in winter regardless of the season outside my window. Then days occur like yesterday when I had my hands in soil, breaking up root balls of plants some for harvest and some for joy that I look for signs of life. I look to see what has been dormant, what has been waiting for the earth to warm so life can begin anew, what is now beginning to show fulfillment of that promise of new life. Oh to never forget the hope of spring!

My heart would be much lighter if I remembered the warmth of the spring sun, gentle and soothing. My mind would be more productive if I focused on new beginnings instead of endings. If I planted hope instead of grief. My spirit would soar instead of hibernating any longer.

Jesus offered us the perfect gift in springtime. His sacrifice gives us hope for this earth and a promise of eternity in His presence. Spring has sprung at last in Alabama and this Southern Steel Magnolia is mighty happy about this arrival, mighty happy indeed.


*For the Biblical accounts of the crucifixion and resurrection read Matthew 26-28, Mark 14-16, Luke 22-24 and John 18-24.