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personal ponderings from Shelly Wilson


A “Motherless” Generation

There is a paramount need That Christ does surely see A many without a home Who suffer life alone. But centuries long ago Deborah, a mother, arose To tend the needy hearts Of Israels little flock. Where now are Mothers indeed For today is a great great need For the older women now to rise […]


When Gods People Sleep

Going to Church is a lovely thing. It’s a time of gathering for worship and honoring Christ. However, it does not always represent a life sold out for Christ. Often it is merely a ritual of doing what is right in man’s eyes. Many come never desiring or expecting an encounter with a living God. […]


The Sound of Worship

When lost in His presence there’s a sound. It arises from one’s heart in deep resound. When tears drop a melodic crystal that crown Then His heart inside of you begins to pound. It’s a beckoning of a princess to her King… The rehearsal of her becoming His treasured Queen. And once you close your […]


Running from the Rain

There is nothing more hindering than a religious spirit and this is why the scriptures tell us that “the traditions of man cause the Word to be of no effect.” There are areas in our lives we must allow Christ to sift and place His finger on. It’s amazing what our upbringing leaves as a […]


Oceans & Seas

Oh precious Lord indeed I’ve only for little believed For I have asked for streams When oceans are reserved for me. A little did seem like a lot So little I expected of Thee And little was mere unbelief  And Your heart was caused to bleed. Forgive me, Lord, for lack of faith For it […]


Pull the Pin

The Lord gave me a vision today in prayer as the thunder and rain started to fall …He then gave me a beautiful song called “Fall Like Rain” as I saw a cloud distinctly break open on individual hearts. The lyrics just flowed beautifully as I grabbed my phone to record such a sweet and […]


The Chosen Tool

There is a tool you must embrace As you draw near to Christ. A tool that leaves a crimson stain A piercing of one’s side. For as He molds your precious life To reflect more of His face You will meet a sharpened tool Where suffering is it’s blade. You’ll walk the depths of valleys […]


It’s Time To Breathe Again

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Dear Christ in all His tenderness Does come on weighted winds To nudge His sorrowed little lambs It’s time to breathe again… For long it’s been to find thyself And much,oh much, was lost But now the God of Recompense Says, “I have seen the cost.” Soon my child there comes a shift And all […]


A Moment with Jesus

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I was praying this morning and asked the Lord to give me His heart and mind….I honestly placed before Him a fear of moving in my own agenda more often than in His.   I carefully poured out a heart desire to have a heart that could also be pricked, poked, and pierced yet still […]