(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in hearing their groans and loving them ‘Free’ so ‘gone the groans'”)
You have groans that no words can dare express.
You have the world Upright; that’s why you groan.
Take the world and “down it” from your obsess.
It brings you nothing but grief, moan by moan.
I have groans beyond words. I can’t write them
in this sonnet, though I indeed will try:
“Uugh….Aghh….Uh-uhh….Mmmm….Oohh….” I wasted phlegm
groaning. Author God writes for me on High.
“We know the whole creation is groaning
as in the pains of childbirth.” Can we hear?
Are we attuned? We reply, “I’m droning
out their groans!” God says, “Hear! My Son is near!”
We awaken. We can’t “afford” digress.
“Free” Love. Gone the groans that words can’t express.
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in the ‘rescues inside’ by God this daily leavened bread”)
You can’t take just one second for heard prayers?
Hiding tears is like hiding a five-toed
pachyderm. All can hear and see for theirs
is yours. You and them carry the same load.
I prayed this morning and my hurts were heard.
I cried an ocean. The boat found me soaked.
The passengers hoisted up aboard. Stirred
my insides to know they cared. Then, we joked.
God hears, sees, and rescues. God is that boat
with Jesus and God’s Angels as The Crew.
There is nothing inside us too remote
that God won’t sail toward us to rescue.
We carry each other through the flood tide.
God hears prayers, sees tears, and rescues inside.
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in forgetting the former things, being forgiven, renewed, and restored by God through Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior and Redeemer”)
You would “forgive it” but you don’t know how.
You would “renew it” but has it expired?
You would “restore it” but that takes avow.
What is this “it?” Your past that’s guilt-attired.
I would “forgive it” but it’s caged in me.
I would “renew it” but do I deserve?
I would “restore it” but not “1-2-3.”
“It” is “4.” My past haunts my every nerve.
“Forget the former things. Don’t love the past.
I, your God, forgive, renew, and restore.”
Maybe it’s more about “forget” at last.
God blots “it” out for us. Jesus IS 4
us. We leave behind what God had us quit.
HIRED! “Forgive it, renew it, restore it.”
We, animal welfare advocates, have “rights” when it comes to helping animals who hurt, because we are hurting inside for them and us. We know what it feels like to be fatherless and motherless like many animals are, although many of us have fathers and mothers, even if they were not what we hoped for. We know what it feels like to be lonely like many animals are, and we “hurt” for the animals who are lonely and want to be their friend. We know what it feels like to be caged up, literally and figuratively, like many animals are, and we want both animals and ourselves to break free from these cages.
We, animal welfare advocates, have “rights” when it comes to speaking up for the “voiceless” animals and not be ashamed or even shamed for that. Many of you, when we talk about animal welfare issues, want to “humanize” our cause. When we speak up for an animal welfare cause, many of you will say, “what about children?” or “what about the homeless?” It is actually very insulting to do this, as it makes us feel that we DON’T have “rights” to care about animal welfare, in and of itself, because you have brought in the human angle when that was not who we were speaking up for. We know you mean well, but we do not like this. It actually takes away from our speaking up for the animal welfare cause that we feel is admirable and lofty, in and of itself. Many of you do not care that we anthropomorphize animals, though we have every right to do just that. We don’t want you to “de-anthropomorphize” what we feel in our hearts are our “rights” regarding animal welfare.
We, animal welfare advocates, have “rights” to protect the innocent, those without a voice, those without a champion, that the animals so desperately need. We know that children are innocent, as well, and we do very much care about children. But we are animal welfare advocates, which means we stand up for animals and not children. We do hope that if you wish to advocate for the innocent children, that you will. But please allow us our “rights” to advocate for the innocent animals, as we believe this is exactly what God has purposed us for.
We, animal welfare advocates, truly and “rightfully” are upset when:
- A dog or cat is bred to have puppies and kittens, when we already have numerous homeless dogs and cats in shelters. We do NOT support breeding but only spay and neuter until there is not one single dog or cat in a shelter needing a loving, forever home.
- A mother cow has her babies immediately torn from her on factory farms for her milk for her babies. As mentioned regarding the fatherless and motherless, we believe all animals born should spend their entire lives with their father and mother to be loved and never abandoned.
- An animal is put in a research lab to be tested on and tortured. Many of you will say, “I am a human, NOT an animal,” and if that be the case, then why test on and torture animals for human concerns?
- An animal is taken out of the wild and put into a circus, amusement park, or zoo for human domination. We believe that God made wild animals “wild,” meaning they need to stay in the wild and be allowed the freedom to run and play and love in the wild.
- An animal is killed for fur or leather or feathers or other human clothing products. God gave humans skin, same as God gave animals fur or leather or feathers or other outer protection. We do not want anyone killing an animal to wear that animals’ protection that God gave him or her.
- Speaking of “him” and “her,” we very much dislike when someone refers to an animal as an “it.” An animal is NOT an “it,” as an “it” is an inanimate, nonfeeling object that is not alive. Animals ARE animate and NOT objects who feel and are alive, so out of respect and their “rights,” they deserve to be called “him” or “her,” as applicable.
- An animal is hunted for sport. Truth be told, we don’t like any hunting at all, because we care very much for the family unit, and we do not feel it is kind to kill an animal, even for food, as that animal has a family who will grieve for him or her when he or she is killed.
- A farm animal is put on a factory farm and kept in the most intense confinement and kicked and assaulted by factory farm workers, only to have their life taken from them at slaughter for their meat. We do not wish to get into an argument about whether one should eat meat or not. We only feel we have “rights” to personally not eat meat because we do not support any industry that abuses farm animals which belong to God and, thus, should be treated as “good,” as God stated they were at creation (Genesis 1:25). We know that these same animals have feelings and suffer and feel pain, and we do not want to inflict that on them or support anyone who does, so that is why most (if not all) of us are vegetarians or vegans.
We, animal welfare advocates, have “rights” to actually like people, which many of us do, and would never in a million years NOT help a fellow human who is in pain or suffering. But, once again, we are animal welfare advocates, and this means we speak up for the voiceless animals and wish not to be derailed from this under any circumstances.
We, animal welfare advocates, pray you can accept our “rights” to speak up for the voiceless animals, to never shy away from helping them when they need us, and to always go to bat for them, even to the point of personal suffering and/or mental/emotional difficulties.
Please accept these “rights,” so that we can accept your “rights” to stand up for whatever or whomever you care to make your own personal cause to fight for. We, animal welfare advocates, pray that each person will stand up for the cause that he or she believes in, because then all could leave in peace and there would be no pain or suffering in this world.
Always and ONLY for the animals, as we are animal welfare advocates,
Timothy J. Verret
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in Jehovah-Jireh providing me with all I need this daily leavened bread (Bible scripture reference Genesis 22:14 [NWT])”)
NOTE: I once was facing a very, very important outcome that looked very, very bad. A friend told me to repeat over and over, “Jehovah-Jireh, God is my Provider,” which I did. The outcome was very, very good.
You call God “a distant, cold entity.”
God’s up there and you’re down here all alone.
What if God is your true identity,
not far from you at all? God is your clone.
I call God “a friend” when I’m so lonely,
like right about now. God is “Jehovah-
Jireh, Provider.” My huge heart only
beats for God’s Huge Love, my Casanova.
“And Abraham called, ‘Jehovah-Jireh,
You are my Place, my Home away from home.'”
Loneliness is we’re not Home yet. Hear ya’
as God calls out for you, “Child, do not roam!”
Ingmar Bergman filmed God as “a spider.”
We call, “Jehovah-Jireh, Provider.”
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in Mark 13:35, for The Hour I do not know, but me? AWAKE!”)
You keep on the watch, waiting for your hour.
It won’t come on your time nor by your sky.
“But I know my clock is correct.” Power
and Praise of Him is timed by God on High.
I keep on the watch, praying He will show
up soon. I want to go Home. I am spent.
He won’t come until all will come to know
He’s King Jesus, the One who came and went.
“What I say to you all: Keep on the watch.
The Hour, none know but God who is ‘My Make.'”
They can lie down and consider their blotch.
They can slumber in number. We? AWAKE!
We are alert. We wait. We pray. We scour.
Keep on the watch. None but God know The Hour.
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in ‘even’ sticking out [but not too sore], as God knows I am most definitely one of the odd men out”)
You’re odd man out when the first is the last.
This is vital for those not of the norm.
“The world doesn’t get me!” Good! You “broad”cast
your uniqueness “far and wide.” Don’t conform!
I’m odd man out when first, last, and middle.
Whomever, I stick out like a sore thumb.
Good! I won’t remedy the world’s riddle:
“Born below.” NO! Above is where I’m from.
Jesus was “odd” man out. He, Heaven made.
He spoke of “even” things: Numbers Above
brought down to solve equations below. Grade
of A+. The answer? He healed it! LOVE!
God’s Sonnet today: Let us love. Devout
is Jesus who loves “even” odd men out.
(a “get me back onstage NOW!” film review by Timothy J. Verret)
What a gift from The American Film Theatre that in the early 1970s, they were able to bring to moviegoers outstanding plays for the screen. And they brought audiences great ones with great actors and actresses who took a huge salary cut for their love of these plays. Many at that time couldn’t afford or couldn’t find theatrical plays to attend, so The American Film Theatre brought the theatre to them. And they did just that in 1974 with Jean Genet’s THE MAIDS.
THE MAIDS is a French play about two maids who “act out” the class clash of them and their Madame. Claire and Solange are the maid sisters who take turns plotting ways to kill Madame but in the end, the tragedy is more relational. I admit to putting this DVD on and getting distracted, as is often the case with computers and phones, but I was eventually brought back to the film and, boy, I am SOOOO glad I was. This dialogue of this play is biting and acerbic and must have been quite the stunner for the 70’s audience. While watching this filmed play, I was reminded of Edward Albee’s plays like WHO’S AFRAID OF VIRGINIA WOOLF? (also filmed) and A DELICATE BALANCE (which, ironically, was also produced and filmed by The American Film Theatre and which I saw and loved!). Albee must have been heavily influenced by Genet, because they both have similar approaches to cut-throat dialogue and deep and rich character development. I am a HUGE fan of this level of intensity, for I write very much the same.
Glenda Jackson and Susannah York play Solange and Claire, respectively. They are mesmerizing, to say the least, particularly Glenda Jackson who delivers at the end a monologue that is jaw-dropping and leaves the viewer devastated. York is incredibly beautiful compared to Jackson who is a bit androgynous-looking and certainly “manlier.” Together, their performances are magic. I was pleasantly enraptured with Jackson who I know has given multiple performances on film and yet I don’t believe I have seen any. She did win an Oscar as Best Actress for WOMEN IN LOVE in 1970 (I only know this because my favorite, Barbra Streisand, was also nominated for THE WAY WE WERE and was heavily touted to win but didn’t). Jackson won a second Best Actress Oscar for A TOUCH OF CLASS in 1973. How Jackson did not receive a third Best Actress Oscar for 1974’s THE MAID is beyond me. She is remarkable and her performance made we wish I could go back to acting onstage NOW!
As I have said many times on film reviews here, the Special Features of DVDs are what I most look forward to, and THE MAIDS had an interview with the lady who founded The American Film Theatre and her intentions, and I thought to myself, “This is what we need RIGHT NOW for those who cannot go to the theatre for the above reasons and for the COVID pandemic.” And then I thought, “Might I be so bold as to do something that would bring theatre to those ‘shut in’ by COVID?” I don’t know if I can be that bold at this time, but I do believe I am bold enough to return to the stage and go “back to life” acting and enriching characters with my enriching and emotional experiences as a human.
THE MAIDS is a sensational film made from a sensational play, and I highly recommend it, as well as recommend watching all of The American Film Theatre‘s film productions of marvelous plays which can be purchased in a collection at: https://www.amazon.com/American-Film-Theatre-Collection-One/dp/B00008HCAK#ace-g6796040015.
I may, in fact, order my copy NOW! 😁
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in moment-by-moment surrender this daily leavened bread [second day off from work]”)
You think to surrender in one lump sum.
It is moment-by-moment that you raise
your hands up and say, “I can’t be a bum
with nowhere to go!” Go Home where God stays.
I have to surrender when I’m dead tired,
“I’m dead,” when I have no fight left in me.
“I’m alive” at the moment I am hired
to do God’s Will. Not just alive, “I’m FREE!”
“I’m alive. I died with Christ. Christ is FREE!”
Gone the games as anti-Heaven heathens.
We “surrender” Home runs effortlessly.
With man, we are “outs.” With God, bequeath “ins.”
Whether lifetime crime or first offender,
God is moment-by-moment surrender.
(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in the stare off into space to find I’m never alone, for ‘God is Love’ this leavened daily bread [day off from work]”)
You stare off into space, waiting for it.
“It” is hope. “It” is joy. “It” is “love you.”
If you were loved from the beginning, nit-
pick NOT that you’ll be loved as you pass through.
I stare off into space, waiting for You
Who I lose most when I matter the least.
I’m brave, though. Space can’t deter me from Who
is my Landscape: God North, South, West, and East.
“I will send My Troops to find you in space
as P.O.W. for Love.” SPLENDOR!
When spaced by the enemy to exhaust,
God sends Jesus and Angels: SURRENDER!
We are never alone in the first place.
“God is Love” when we stare off into space.