Shelly Wilson Ministries Tue, 15 Aug 2017 19:10:58 +0000 en-US hourly 1 A “Motherless” Generation Tue, 15 Aug 2017 19:10:58 +0000

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

And protect well the young in sight.

For Christ had set in place

Women with mercy and grace

To love the hurt and shamed

We have a motherless generation today.

A cry goes from the throne

Dare not silence Christ’s own

For they are sent to teach

The sons and daughters of Thee.

If spiritual mothers resist

For fear of persecuting men

Then many will lose their way

For mothers are needed today.

For in His image are made

The Sarah’s and Hannah’s  that pray

Who share life’s painful ways

The sons too need spiritual mothers today.

Oh Fathers indeed are in need

Please do not misunderstand me

But the tenderness mothers portray Are needed for sons and daughters today.

Think back of Paul’s precious praise

For Timothy’s mother and grandmother’s ways

For raising him in Gods sweet grace

There’s Timothy’s without today.

Oh Mothers of Israel Arise!

The sons and daughters do cry!

In need of spiritual eyes

To walk with them thru life!

For they are the next sweet breed

Who Christ is raising indeed

Yet Satan has laid his plan

Of a motherless generation for man.

August 15, 2017

2 Timothy 1:5

I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, dwells in you as well.

Judges 5:7

The villagers ceased in Israel; they ceased to be until I arose; I, Deborah, arose as a mother in Israel.

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When Gods People Sleep Tue, 15 Aug 2017 18:50:16 +0000 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. This is sad because God has so much more for us. I began to ponder what if Christ removed all the Church buildings and Sunday morning services. Would there be any Jesus left in your life to speak of? Do we really serve Christ or merely go to a church service. Something to ponder…

“When Gods People Sleep”

If removed today He did your “Church”

Where then would He be seen?

For if we count the “going” dear

We’ve missed His heart indeed.

For each was set upon this earth

To make His Highness known

So if your “Church” exists no more

Then where does Christ in you roam?

See, “Church” was never a “going” affair

But a life lived in His stead

So if the buildings no longer stand

Does Christ lead you dear man?

For if your faith only Sundays reside

Then faith may be well lost

For Christ in us does leave a mark

Each day it dearly costs.

So perhaps today the truth is ,yes,

You are but fast asleep 

And when Christ comes to call accounts

Our hearts will surely sink.

For we may well spend most our lives

In merely a ritual

When Christ did call us each to go

And make His disciples.

August 14, 2017

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Night of Ministry Mon, 14 Aug 2017 22:47:45 +0000 Forest Grove Baptist Church

Chandler, Texas

6 pm

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Press Release: Wilson Chosen for an Upcoming Book: “The Best Emerging Poets in Texas” Mon, 07 Aug 2017 19:50:28 +0000 A few months ago, we were surprised with an email asking would Shelly submit her poetry for an upcoming book published by Z Publishing House. The book would include poets chosen as the best emerging poets in Texas. We just received confirmation this past Friday night that Shelly was chosen and will grace the pages as an emerging poet with 149 other poets. The book will be varying topics and genres appealing to a variety of readers. There were over 1000 submissions that were considered. The upcoming book is scheduled for print as we understand it on September 7th, 2017. We will let everyone know as soon as we get word that it has been released.

a note from Shelly:

Christ is often a miracle maker in my life. Not until I gave Him my life and entered into a new season with Him did He awaken a gift that was hidden even from me. Poetry seems to pour out of me from moments of sorrow, joy, and also messages that He sends for His people. I am living proof that His Spirit does manifest in people today uniquely. I have no skill in writing, no training, and no accolades to offer as anyone other than an unknown writer who hears the voice of her Shepherd. I really do only hold the pen as He begins to write. He has trained me to surrender to His heart when He has something on His heart and mind. This is His unique way with me as He has a unique way with all of His children…

It is my prayer that many will read the poetry included in such a book and see Jesus either for the first time or in a season of need where He comforts them. That is the beauty of this book to my heart…it will be read by those who know Christ and those who have yet to meet Him as their Savior. I trust the Holy Spirit to do His work now and am excited to see Him go after those on His heart. He has a beautiful way of speaking to us in a language we each understand.

I pray you allow Him to do miracles in your life as well. He does get us where we need to be. Otherwise, how do you explain a stranger finding me online for such a book I knew nothing about? A small town girl who despised poetry in school and never dreamed of being a “poet.” He is undeniably The Christ who will do immeasurably more than you could ever think or imagine…(Ephesians 3:20)

Love Much,






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The Sound of Worship Mon, 07 Aug 2017 16:49:55 +0000 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 eyes and hear Him sing

He’ll conduct the most amazing symphony.

The rhythm is one so constant  and full of peace

Petals lined the room with wedding wreaths

And perhaps when your eyes open you’ll catch a glimpse

Of the same Heavenly army the servant did.

So lovely is this moment to their longing gaze

For this worship does rise to their Heavenly place.

And they know the Saviors love that dearly paid

Is drawn to the sound of worship you make…

August 1, 2017

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Running from the Rain Mon, 07 Aug 2017 16:39:25 +0000 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 residue of traditional mindsets that cause the Spirit of God to withdraw. Is He powerful…oh yes! However, He tells us once in His word about the traditions of man yielding no effect or void….that is staggering if you ponder it fully…and again how He performed few miracles in His home town due to unbelief.

Often we rationalize the scriptures trying to reason the supernatural work of God. In this is often unbelief that we do not even realize is there. When we hold to a mindset simply because we do not understand something in the word…we no longer allow His Spirit to teach us. We many times are completely closed off to what Christ is trying to teach us in all honesty. We must humble ourselves and admit we simply lack understanding. Just as we admit sin and our need for a Savior….often we are left wanting because we dare to admit lack and need in other areas of our walk with Christ. It’s when we cease pretending to know everything that He will begin to show us truth in areas we might have had “figured out.” Often we live in a realm of truth shaped solely upon our past teachings rather than His truth as He always intended. This is why we need the Holy Spirit to be our teacher. Today, we have bowed many a knee to the teachings of  man rather than the teaching of the Holy Spirit. This can be very costly to our moving forward into a deeper intimacy with Christ. May we remain teachable and humble before Him…may we be quick to admit our lack and need…He can not fill us if we never admit our emptiness…


It is now we must confess

When the body of Christ is lifeless

Desolate, barren, and dry

No presence of Holy Spirit you find.


Until man does decide

To give back the reigns to Christ

A valley of dry bones shall reside

O people of God…ARISE!


A weeping of need must commence

Admit the lack and the sin

Pressing away the rain Christ sent

For fear it brings to religious men.


Return to the ways of Christ

Where supernaturally He comes to unwind

All of man’s clever words that seem wise

Giving emptiness to hearts that now despise.


Dare now to bend to My throne

For many are  lead now astray!

Return…Return I say!

And cease now running from the rain.


August 1, 2017


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Jacob’s Well- Mississippi Tue, 01 Aug 2017 22:32:41 +0000 Friday Night Ministry- Jacob’s Well Sanctuary

Sunday Morning Ministry-Jacob’s Well Sanctuary



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East Texas Veterans and First Responder’s Thank You Festival Tue, 01 Aug 2017 22:26:59 +0000 Downtown on the Square Tyler, Texas

Shelly’s Appearance Time: TBA

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I AM BEAUTIFUL WORKSHOP Tue, 01 Aug 2017 22:23:09 +0000 Shelly is scheduled on the “Power Speakers” panel during this event.

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Oceans & Seas Thu, 27 Jul 2017 21:51:58 +0000 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 was even hidden from me

For I had set You small boundaries

When You had in mind expanded territories.

So today I bend both my knees

And pour out my heart on the altar, please

Thanking You now for deep, vast seas

Being fully persuaded you’ll meet every need.

July 27, 2017

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Pull the Pin Thu, 27 Jul 2017 20:22:30 +0000 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 tender melody. How beautiful it was… then as I visited with a friend I saw a troubling vision of a linchpin as she spoke this same word… I saw clearly the unlocking (unhitching) of the linchpin as if to release it completely. As I hung up the phone, this poem came and I knew in this hour it is a critical message…may you take it to the Lord for your individual lives just as I will also for myself…


“Pull the Pin”


Where holiness lacks

Pull the pin.

Where ears dare to hear

Pull the pin.


Where wrongs are not made right

Pull the pin.

Where what’s said is not sight

Pull the pin.


Where righteousness doesn’t reign

Pull the pin.

Where blasphemed His name

Pull the pin.


Where unequally yoked to men

Pull the pin.

Where tethered to sin

Pull the pin…


July 14, 2017




  • 1
    :  a locking pin inserted crosswise (as through the end of an axle or shaft)
  • 2
    :  one that serves to hold together parts or elements that exist or function as a unit.


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The Chosen Tool Sat, 22 Jul 2017 18:36:55 +0000 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 deep

Where Christ calls you to go

For as is with the feet of deer

High places you shall know.

You’ll fight for truth from mountaintops

And see a cloud come nigh

It holds the promise of His rain

That’s sent to empower lives.

You’ll fight against deception, yes,

A cry that rises high

Some will never listen, no,

While others drink new life.

This walk will be quite narrow still 

By His own Word that sighs

Yet many stay in comfort’s nest

With teachings Hell designed.

So look my friend with fondness close

Of suffering Christ knew well

For if you are to be like Him

Death will bring you nails.

There is no cheap gospel here

That costs you nothing small

For you must lose your very life

To gain The Christ and call.

To dare look back will be remiss

For Lot’s wife shows this tale 

And suffering is the path of Christ

Where Living Water swells.

July 22, 2017

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It’s Time To Breathe Again Fri, 14 Jul 2017 21:52:01 +0000 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 of Heaven waits

For they know now what’s up ahead

And roads that I have made.

The little tears of seamless tasks

Were sent to show the way

For now you’ve seen the broken walls

The ruins of ancient days.

Now listless lives no longer dream

For Satan stirred up death

But all is well my faithful child

It’s time to breathe again

July 13, 2017

A Moment with Jesus Fri, 14 Jul 2017 21:39:54 +0000 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 wholly love Him and also wholly love people. There is a callousness that grows in Gods people today and I want no part of it.


I see often His kind eyes staring locked at Peter….”I have prayed for you…that when you return you will strengthen the brethren.” I imagine Peter never once forgot the silent language exchanged  in a mere glance as Christ was being carried away.


As I was walking, the sun began to have such power that I said “Lord, I cannot stay in this heat… would you bring shade…and His sweet, yet haunting, whisper responds…” Shelly, you must get use to the heat…. There will be little shade in the coming days.” Certainly not what one wants to hear….yet, ’tis so true in this hour.


“The Rise of the Tender Warrior”


We often sit awhile as Christ says “dust off your feet…” for in our modern day world this is not seen as kind. Yet, as Christ restores His Church there will be much “dusting off of ones feet” for few will hear the voices crying in the wilderness now.


If we signed up only for the perks of salvation we will be sorely wounded and likely betray as Peter did. Yet, if we spent time exchanging our life for His… well, we will dust the feet quickly to get to the next assignment… back to Biblical examples to which we are now far from.


Christ also suffered only a few into the room to heal the young girl of her death bed… not all will go with us each on individual journeys. He is now raising up many who encountered a “crises of faith.” This is typical of many testimonies of saints that have pioneered for the Kingdom. Likely, as John the Baptist and others you will go alone in at least a season. This is a very important part of our training.


I realize by this worlds standards we ought to have a fair amount of followers, a long list of accomplishments, and a fan base that pushes our success. We would be hard pressed to find the masses following the prophets and disciples of old. Rather they were shunned, pursued, and executed…. for following Christ. Isn’t it a far cry from what we hear from our pulpits today? Are we ready for this kind of “heat” friends?


To be a Deborah of any sort we must judge righteously as indicated by her palm tree courtroom smack dab in the middle of the seat of idolatry(Ramah) and the House of God…(Bethel). You will also have to be a judge of Bible magnitude that leads the people into war…the plight of every judge recorded in the scriptures. These were not just mouthpieces for the Lord but “deliverers.” Each raised up to deliver Gods people from idolatry and following other gods….each called to pull down the altars of the Baals and protect the sheep… turning them back to Christ… in this “the land found rest.” Yet, when Deborah arose we also see a mothering heart meant to tend and mend…


Now we shall see who the true worshipers are in a great separation that is occurring…they will go when called, speak when all else remain quiet, and they will lay down worldly pleasures to advance the Kingdom. They will provoke songs of victory after a battle win and delegate people into their battle positions. Comfort will be no place for these…


The fruit of loss will also be as Deborah, the mighty “honey bee.” Surely her name is worthy of a glance. We know honey is well known to be sweet and laced with healing properties. The fruit of loss in the warriors life will be as such…. Christ is pouring Himself out through such losses and His fruit thereof will touch hearts with a  kindness and gentleness that is laced with healing for hurting hearts. The clanging symbols will soon be silenced by the mighty hand of Christ Himself, for many have turned away due to harshness that has proven unkind.


So get use to the “heat” dear warrior… but do press into Christ for His Spiritual fruit….Keeping a fierceness that portrays gentleness. A righteousness that portrays realness, and a courage that has a heart to “deliver others.”


It’s time to be battle ready…dare not betray Him…and do not delay Him…. simply obey Him…and love well…


Love Much,




Trickery Fri, 14 Jul 2017 20:51:49 +0000 We walk through our days with heads somewhat buried in the sand at that which the enemy has become so successful at. We live as if every person present in time is sent by the Lord when in all actuality the enemy has sent some as well. We fear the challenge of backing away and pondering whether an open door is of the Lord or one opened with quite a cordial gesture until suddenly we find ourselves in the snare of the fowler. The very eagle meant for high flying is soon grounded if we live with no heavenly discernment. We live in a day of coming darkness when not every agenda is pure and not every motive is in alignment with the Lords will and heart. It will take a careful sifting now to choose wisely.


As I was walking with the Lord yesterday I made mention a curious prayer.. “Lord, keep me from the trickery of the men.” Where in the world did that come from?  The word “trickery” leapt in my heart and I knew the Lord was desiring me to take a look at something very subtle yet so very important in this season.


I am reminded quickly of the woman following Paul around for a few days until his restlessness turned Him around “come out of her.” I wonder how often the same scenario is before us, yet we see no harm and have no unction that something is dreadfully wrong. There are subtle signs Christ will show you as warnings..we must learn to heed them quickly.


You will have to turn from the wrongfully defined meekness that silently challenges nothing and backs down from any fight to not draw attention to oneself or to be a passive “peacemaker.” Make sure we understand the strong meanings of such words in this hour. Christ came to divide with a sword. In many ways, so shall we as we enter into fights against injustice and as we must now call things what they are and fight for truth.


Again and again in the scriptures we see Gods called people having to fight and lay down all self preservation for truth. They also had to be aware of false prophets and teachers. Paul’s warnings are pretty stern, yet, we wrestle with niceties that compromise the call of Christ to guard the flock fiercely. We must be as brothers and sisters who step in front of one another when we see the enemy come close …prepared to die to protect each other. We will have to learn to be like Deborah and not only judge with righteousness as her palm tree represents but also learn how to lead into war for victory. Perhaps also like dear Esther who came against the lies that would kill her people… she stepped into the fight and put herself between death and her people. Look around my friends… do you perhaps have any similar scenarios in your own life occurring?




  1. the practice of deception.”the dealer resorted to trickery”
  2. synonyms:
    1. deception, deceit, dishonesty, cheating, duplicity, double-dealing, legerdemain, sleight of hand, guile, craftiness, deviousness, subterfuge, skulduggery, chicanery, fraud, fraudulence, swindling…

Trickery is mentioned several times in the scriptures. Of course I had not remembered this at all. But the Lord surely had something very specific on His heart. I’ll just share with you the passages I found while looking up “trickery.”

Isaiah 25:11

And He will spread out His hands in their midst

As a swimmer reaches out to swim,

And He will bring down their pride

Together with the trickery of their hands.


Matthew 26:1-5

26 Now it came to pass, when Jesus had finished all these sayings, that He said to His disciples, 2 a“You know that after two days is the Passover, and the Son of Man will be delivered up to be crucified.”

3 bThen the chief priests, 1the scribes, and the elders of the people assembled at the palace of the high priest, who was called Caiaphas, and cplotted to take Jesus by 2trickery and kill Him. But they said, “Not during the feast, lest there be an uproar among the dpeople.”


And as you read through this chapter you will come to a heart wrenching statement “Then one of the twelve, called Judas Iscariot, went to the chief priests and said,” What are you willing to give me if I deliver Him to you..” and they counted out to him 30 pieces of silver. So from that time he sought opportunity to betray Him.


Clearly we must be guarded and cautious in this hour from trickery …for it is what was used to plot against and take Jesus to kill Him. Do we think the enemy would not so try it against us? We must be “wise as serpents, innocent as doves.” There will be few flashing signs my friends behind the smile of one sent to catch you with trickery. Discernment is required… and a knowing that only Christ gives by His Spirit to see past what is in front of you as a mere mirage to what is truly in front of you. If we do not learn this it could be costly to us each.


Finally let’s glimpse at Ephesians 4 and because we must grasp the context let’s begin in the first verse:

Ephesians 4:1-15

I, therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you to walk worthy of the calling with which you were called, with all lowliness and gentleness, with longsuffering, bearing with one another in love, endeavoring to keep the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called in one hope of your calling; one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is above all, and through all, and in you[a] all.

But to each one of us grace was given according to the measure of Christ’s gift. Therefore He says:

“When He ascended on high,
He led captivity captive,
And gave gifts to men.”[b]

(Now this, “He ascended”—what does it mean but that He also first[c] descended into the lower parts of the earth? 10 He who descended is also the One who ascended far above all the heavens, that He might fill all things.)

11 And He Himself gave some to be apostles, some prophets, some evangelists, and some pastors and teachers, 12 for the equipping of the saints for the work of ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ, 13 till we all come to the unity of the faith and of the knowledge of the Son of God, to a perfect man, to the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ; 14 that we should no longer be children, tossed to and fro and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the trickery of men, in the cunning craftiness of deceitful plotting, 15 but, speaking the truth in love, may grow up in all things into Him who is the head—Christ—

So much to ponder friends…but so important. We must begin to discern what is true versus what is not. We can no longer take anything at face value and do not always assume everyone was sent by the Lord….make sure you take everything to prayer before commitments are made. Your Spirit will bear witness so do not dismiss any checks in your Spirit even if there seems to be no apparent reason for it. Much now will seem perfectly ok…yet there will be a hidden, or subtle, deception and it likely will take some time to detect. All the gifts within the body must be utilized to protect one another and hear fully the heart of Christ. Often it will take many together to discern hidden deception. Do not be afraid to seek counsel when you have questions. Often I find many have felt the warnings but no one broke the silence to have open dialogue and thus the enemy gained ground.

Love Much,







A Moment with Jesus… Tue, 04 Jul 2017 18:32:04 +0000 As I sit in my wilderness closet I find peace among the birds singing ever so uniquely. There must be many lifting up their voices all at once, yet with a distinct sound all their own. As I decided to have a morning of only praising Him, I found an old unction that I confess has been lost to me for some time. As the music recounted the many mountains the Lord faithfully helps us over, and through, I got lost in His heart and began to dance. It really didn’t matter to me if anyone happened into the cemetery where we meet… it was of no thought. If only my arms could stretch beyond human ability as if desperately trying to reach His arms on the throne. Worship…. has always been a unique and beautiful word to me. Somehow as I knelt on the gravel and the tears began to pour my heart sang Blessed be the Lord... over and over… and the wind began to blow ever so gently letting me know He was watching. Elohim misses not one moment…

There is a precious moment for a worshiper where you do become lost in Him. Whether He beckons me to a sweet altar or to the invisible one in our cemetery closet….there is a sweet moment when all else is simply gone and it’s just you and Him.

Often upon a platform as my eyes close there are no more people in my view… only my Father… My Lord…my Jesus.  This love I’ve come to know intimately. This is an entering in that can not be taught…. it is a yearning of ones heart. A desperation to get closer to The King. There is no more audience…only One.

“I wish I could dance better for you, Lord”… I found myself saying… but my meager attempt as a ballerina must have pleased Him…. it was a resurrection of a heart that once danced often for and with Him.

Life has a way of draining you it seems and many today have lost their child like wonder, their joy, their God given dreams, and the gentleness Christ once hand weaved into their hearts. Many are unrecognizable from who they once were. However, the Lord is ready to restore all the enemy has robbed from Gods people. It is a message He has whispered to me over and over this week.

He is here now to restore that which the locusts ate. He will restore your heart, your vision, your calling, your dance. He will restore your song, your gentleness, your hope, and your dreams.

He will restore your brokenness, your crooked path, your home, and your reputation.

He will also restore His Church….

There is a cry from the throne to worship Him in Spirit and Truth. One cannot survive without the other and it is time the two return together.

The true worshipers will now arise….

May we once again get lost in His heart and see no audience… only The One… we worship. As we do… He will begin to restore the years the locusts ate… one promise at a time🦋

Love Much,


The Tiny Hindrances Mon, 03 Jul 2017 21:09:19 +0000 There is a moment with Christ when He enlightens your heart to the grief of your own sin. We likely blanket our praying with a simple prayer of repentance when Christ is desiring you to face them one by one. There is a sickness of soul that overcomes you as He rewinds the tape in your heart of harsh words to a brother or sister and you realize you left it unattended.

At times is the realization of a hardening heart at the sorrows of life and the holding off of those in need for fear of more afflictions. Then you remember Christ and His extended hand knowing full well the same hand would be used to nail Him to a cross.

What seems tiny in our sight is the betrayal of love to Christ at our surrendering to other voices rather than His own and making costly attempts to satisfy our worlds desires rather than our Master’s voice.

The realization of lack can be overwhelming… yet freeing. Every tiny moment comes under His microscopic eye with such gentleness that we may become more like Him….. as He molds us into His image.

The inability to walk in faith, to trust Him when it all goes south, and to know His heart well enough to embrace His mercy given over and over…well, it pierces Him deeply.

We must be a people quickly repenting for such tiny sins….calling them what they are… and facing them courageously, yet with a brokenness that proves genuine sight into our disobedient hearts.

Run quickly to mend wounds, run quickly to His feet and tell Him what you’ve seen in your own heart…walk in the light with Him…He knows already what is present.

Dare not cover it with beautiful words and reasonings… contend with it… “this is me, Lord…” He is ready to forgive at your coming…

Go quickly to your brothers and sisters when your tongue has cut them sharply… or when you have crushed one in spirit; for you may be unaware at how the enemy used it as a road to despair.

Reach deep to pull out the pained souls from Hells grip knowing at some point that very hand may bite as a wounded dog.

Silence at once the attempts of the enemy to ensnare you in man’s plans, albeit good, when Christ has called you onward.

Remove at once the tiny hindrances overlooked by the Saints …for it is what now holds you stagnant towards your destiny….

Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. Song of Solomon 2:15

Love Much,
Shelly Wilson

July 3, 2017

Friends of HLE Radio Concert- Dallas, Texas Wed, 28 Jun 2017 22:29:51 +0000 Details TBA.


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Arise..A Gathering of Women Warriors-Tyler, Texas Tue, 27 Jun 2017 19:02:32 +0000 Dear Sweet Sister Friends and Soon to Be Sister Friends,

I want to invite you to join us for a new heart connection for our Arise women’s ministry at Lone Star Church. The last Monday night of each month, beginning in August, we will be gathering to love on one another, eat our favorite dishes, and to hear messages and testimonies from our own women and those in the community. There is no charge for these gatherings.

My heart is to deeply root us each in Christ, and His Word, as well as to knit each heart together in fellowship. We will have various activities and messages each month and I look so forward to seeing you each and getting to pray with you in your areas of need.

You can comment on our FB event that you will be coming or simply comment below on my website here and I’ll make a note of it as well.  We can’t wait to see you each.

Love Much,



Arise Women’s Ministry

Note: We will have a sweet guest testimony from BJ Garrett with C.A.R.E. We are honored and excited to hear her heart and what Christ has done in her own life.

Let’s help each other to ARISE…

*Please bring your favorite dish and lets share hearts and that which Christ has for us in this hour. If you are unable to do so, please feel free to come regardless. We would not want this to keep you away from us.

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Report from the Mission Field Tue, 27 Jun 2017 18:15:30 +0000 IMG_0674This past weekend was lovely. The Lord had sent me to Jacksonville, Texas Friday night and then Chandler, Texas Sunday night. Friday night I had the joy of encouraging a woman with a vision for the local clothes closet. It seems today it’s getting harder and harder to survive in ministry. Dare I say the church is distracted with secondary issues? Isaiah 58 gives us a good look at the desirable fast which is the heart of the Lord. Therefore….needs are not met and Christ is not seen… for we have now forsaken the first things…She and the other volunteers clothe.. for free.. many many people in the area who are without while also feeding about 80 meals a day 2-3 days a week with very little help and funds. Thankfully, the Lord offered a song of encouragement for her heart. I also had the incredible blessing of meeting a brother in Christ from Zambia. He is attending the local seminary. His worship was beautiful and it was a delight to worship with him! The most precious was when the Lord showed me the lonely sparrow on the rooftop which David spoke of in his psalm. This precious servant of the King left 5 sisters and family back home and was now far from them for the sake of Christ. It touched my heart deeply to remind him the sparrow had also found it’s home near the altar of the Lord in Psalm 84 ….His eye really is on the sparrow. You guys should check him out at Joe Simalonda 

Sunday night I headed to Chandler, Texas at a church who was ministering to the seniors and the youth. Truly all ages were present. I found myself wrestling fully with Jesus over my playlist..for it seems every song He desired was slow and ministered entirely to the broken of heart. In my human reasoning I felt it unwise to not include an upbeat song initially….yet the Lord had His own way. Again I am thankful and humbled at His knowing of each heart as I saw the softening of hearts…the tears begin to roll…and my own heart couldn’t wait to hug them when I stepped off the platform. I couldn’t praise Him enough when I drove home that He would send me to them and meet uniquely the heart needs of His people. The most cherished moment was as I pondered a road I turned on as I headed to the church. The street was called “Broad Street.” Quickly I recalled Matthew 7…the broad road and the narrow one. As I marked my Bible to be sure I wouldn’t forget this captivating street I glanced down to it as a last word for the people.

Matthew 7:13Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14But small is the gate and narrow the way that leads to life, and only a few find it.…

As the Pastor and I visited after the evening he let me know it was the passage he preached on that very Sunday morning. Halleluyah! Lord give us ears to hear at each turn…for each audience has a unique need and message to the bleeding heart. My heart was full again even in the weariness. God is most tender. I am reminded often of the lovingkingness of our Father. Fitting isn’t it? 2 separate words in our dictionary…but when it comes to Christ…we get the two all in ONE:)

I pray you love Him today….because He surely loves you…

Love Much,



Loving Deeply With Jesus Sat, 24 Jun 2017 20:31:55 +0000 It’s always difficult for a mercy heart as we walk this journey with Jesus. For we love so very deeply and often get wounded much. I’ve spent countless hours with the Lord on this very topic as I hear many voices sharing in this hour of pain. I received a late call this week while working of a woman in dire heart ache…wrestling with Jesus and her pains from the past. Many left to fend for themselves to pick up all the pieces of brokenness and to have courage to dream again.

I am able to share with them due to my own valley seasons that were fruitful for the deep training of my Father. It is surely the way He makes warriors. Love can be shallow when need arises in our world today.  Yet this is exactly the life with Christ. Laying it all down….one for another. If we are not careful the aches of life could leave us in deep despair as difficult seasons approach. For we often misunderstand His hand. The Lord has had to work with me much on expectations as I hold open doors for others who may never hold one open for me. It cannot be my concern… for it is not my business….mine is only to continue with healthy boundaries and the willingness to still love deeply despite the observations Christ allows me to see.

I find the prophetic heart attached to one of mercy is often misunderstood; for there is a distinct difference in gifts  of the Lord and often rather than knowing how to work fruitfully with others of varying gifts, we tend to shy away from them, or perhaps in some cases, misjudge them altogether.

Certainly, Satan is faithful with arrows of competitiveness in the body of Christ. However; perhaps, even these are merely times of a simple and necessary “walking alone” that occurs as Christ is moving you down a different path than others. Oh yes… I do believe the Lord created us for fellowship but most I’ve gleaned from in the scriptures ,as well as and in practicality today, will go through a season of “walking alone.” Often this is during a repositioning in which a separation occurs. Often we do not understand this happening and can be left in a bewilderment for some time. Going from glory to glory has at times a dark hallway……a valley of Baca…..or a desert road.

Neither path is wrong as paths go…they are simply different. Of course in the midst of those times it feels much like rejection or abandonment and you will find yourself pouring over the scripture…”I find myself like a Sparrow alone on the rooftop.” Such a strange, yet purposed, analogy. You see sparrows are very social birds and rarely would be alone on a rooftop unless… their nests …and/or their young were destroyed and also if they had lost their mate recently. Does either apply to you today friend?

Such a tragic scene to David that surely caught his attention as he sorrowed a life on the run from one he loved deeply. What heart ache as he entered into the life of the lonely Sparrow on the rooftop. Yet his rooftop had become a dark cave of refuge and isolation. Not exactly where he estimated an anointed King to be in this hour. But God was with him.

The heart of the great worshiper and warrior broken from the grief of loss and yet his prophetic psalms rained down and his mercy poured at each turn of chance to take the life of his enemy. He could not…. for his love was still deeply rooted despite the pain. Oh how he must have desired the Lord to change his circumstance.

In this we see a life with Christ and a life like Christ… still loving deeply and offering never-ending mercy.

This is the life we must choose. A life I pray is worked into me daily. Through each sorrow, betrayal, abandonment, grief, deep ache, and pulsing wound… through every loss, every wrong turn, every rejection, and each moment of lifting up others higher than yourself…still we offer the unwavering deep love and mercy that was given us each. Still we hold open the doors for others to enter their moment of destiny. Still we drag the wounded and ill into the healing pool…even if it causes us a delay as we wait upon our own turn.

Hold on mercy hearts … just hold on🙌 our God is a finisher…

June 23, 2017

Chase the Lion Sat, 24 Jun 2017 20:03:06 +0000

I have pondered for weeks a passage of scripture. My Sunday school class received the outpouring of all God had placed in my heart…chase the lion. I have written on this a bit and still it is deeply stirring in my heart. For far too long we have run from the darkness..when Christ calls us to arise and chase it. With all power, authority, and dominion we shall have every place our foot steps.

Chase the Lion

Dear warrior if you please

To be a valiant knight

You’ll likely be prepared

Through dark souls of the night.


For Father is placing within

A Spirit of endurance and rest

One also of courage

Now comes your daunting test.


There comes now lurking a lion

One of strength and kingly mane

His roar is loud and fierce

With huge paws the ground will shake.


You shall commence to fight

As the lion enters the pit

There shall be no escape

You’ll look in the eyes of his.


Your footing will be hard to grip

For snow has fallen beneath

The worst possible conditions

Sets apart each warrior indeed.


But power is given on high

To win the victory

Now it is sure the time

To chase the lion’s defeat.

June 18, 2017

And Benaiah the son of Jehoiada was a valiant man of Kabzeel, a doer of great deeds. He struck down two heroes of Moab. He also went down and struck down a lion in a pit on a day when snow had fallen.

1 Chronicles 11:22

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Butterfly, Butterfly Sun, 11 Jun 2017 19:39:45 +0000

Butterfly, butterfly spread your wings

It’s time that you shall fly.

The pain of your birth and the length of the wait

Is now to you behind.

Keep now My pace and look just ahead

For desires of your heart will be fulfilled 

Even some sweet surprises so grand

You never even imagined them.

Enjoy this season of joy and sweet rain

The rain of My Spirit indeed

Tend to my flock and love their sweet needs

For butterflies soon they too will be.

June 10, 2017

Captive Sun, 11 Jun 2017 19:05:38 +0000 Captive is this heart 

To obey Thy Word’s commands

Oh, help me Spirit of God

Crucify this fleshly man.

For love it must pour out

In a way that aligns just so

For every Word of Truth

Arouses a slumbering soul.

Keep me O’ God so near 

From selfish and adulterous ways

That steal the fruit from vines

And causes hidden decay.

Where little foxes sneak up 

To steal what is holy and kind

They quietly do come

And snatch the faith at night.

Forbid me ever to go 

Down paths you do not tell

For good is not always best

Keep me hearing well.

Hold me close at heart

Let love remain so full

Remove the cherished sins

That allow any idols to rule.

Silence the voice of man

Unless them you do send 

For captive is this heart 

To only Heavens wind.

June 5, 2017

Will You Weep Sat, 10 Jun 2017 20:08:06 +0000 I was driving to church when I heard the Lord say, “will you weep?” Soon a melody followed with some verses….I had been praying about His heart for outreach and the needs of people….and how we could reach more…I believe this was His answer to my prayers…

Wonder Sun, 04 Jun 2017 19:43:28 +0000 Do you have left any “wonder”

At the majestic King of Kings

The way He speaks to humans

And is so mindful of everything?


Do you still gaze at stars in the night time

And praise Him for beauties beheld

Or has your life become wanting

No notice of love that swells.


Just walk in a garden of lilies

And remember to which they are named

The Lily of the Valley has given them

Quite the notorious fame.


Then Gaze upon a field of Dandelions

Recall they are more than mere weeds

Like Christ they carry our healing

Though clothed in mere modesty.


Take time to visit the ocean

Where the curious and crazy things live

They remind us of Gods sweet character

And how He must surely too grin.


Be sure the warmth of the sun’s rays

That dance on a sweet water pond

Gives reflections of your mere image

Bearing witness of Gods dear Son.


If none of this seems more to matter

Then friend I bid you a plea

Return now to your first love

For He is waiting on thee.


June 4, 2017


A Soft Rain Sun, 04 Jun 2017 19:20:55 +0000 I spent the morning on my back porch today. It was a beautiful morning to move my prayer closet outside and listen in a new place. Soon I looked up to see a most gentle and soft rain falling. It wasn’t making much sound but the birds began to have a time together. They were making much more noise than the rain:) It reminded me of how the Lord must feel about all His creation as He watches over us..and He is beautifully and constantly tending to us all…

“A Soft Rain”

It’s amazing the rejoicing of sweet birds

Directly after a very soft rain

When frolicking about with fellow feathers

Does bring a delightful grin to my face.


When all is well and simply pleasant

As they dart back and forth at play

And quietly one can hear well

The pitter patter of a very soft rain.


It’s gentle enough not to stifle

So refreshing to a weary heart

It’s the visible sign of His Highness

As He watches carefully every drop.


The sound does bring relaxation

A melody made by His hand

So kind is a loving Creator

Who sends a soft rain to man.


It carefully washes the flowers

So careful no petals do fall

The leaves are cleansed from pollen

That’s weighed it down from being tall.


The smallest of animals do scamper

How thirsty they must all be

How precious is our Father

For tending to each of these.


June 4, 2017



The Uprising Sat, 03 Jun 2017 23:19:24 +0000 There’s coming a mighty uprising

One seen in the days of old

When Christ was performing His miracles

And mocked by the men in robes.


When knowledge was merely knowledge

And the text was read unto death

When Christ would show His glory

And mocked as a devil instead.


There’s stirring deception from the enemy

That causes skepticism and fear

Likely is controlling spirits

That refuse what Christ holds so dear.


Of course there’s counterfeit spirits

Who now are bringing strange fire

And we must discern the difference

And be careful to avoid such liars.


But too remember His warnings

Be careful not to swing too left

And become so full of unbelief

That we deny His very breath.


For one is as wrong as the other

And both prove false in the end

Oh left His Spirit now teach you

And keep you from roads that are dead.


June 3, 2017


The Threshing Floor Sat, 03 Jun 2017 21:17:42 +0000 Have you found yourself on the threshing floor?

Bruised and battered and sore?

For the Potter has placed His hand on you

Preparing you now with His sword.


Before you will become a great leader

He will take you on a journey that lames

To burn up the chaff that is hidden

Before this you can not take your place.


He’s resetting your eyes to see clearly

For flesh driven they’ve been till now

Yet when He starts the crushing

And the oxen are stomping around.


There comes a painful separation

From who you were to who you’ll now be

So embrace this new found freedom

That the threshing floor surely will bring.


There’s times you’ll think you can’t make it

As the crushing goes deep and wide

And when the hooves reach your heart strings

You’ll likely wish you could die.


But hold on for one more long minute

Your nearing the end of dark nights

The wind is blowing the chaff now

And what’s left is a warrior of Christ.

June 3, 2017

I’m Still Here Fri, 02 Jun 2017 20:56:10 +0000

Every warrior of Christ faces adversity.  The enemy does not allow you a breath between battles. Yet, when faith does arise in one’s heart strings you’ll declare…

I’m still here…

You may barely rise from the ashes

When another tsunami blows in

But anchor your sword down deeply

Brace yourself in the wind.

And declare…

I’m still here…

He’ll send you every taunting demon

Multitudes of voices shall arise

But silence at once will your enemies

As the fear does leave from your eyes.

As you declare…

I’m still here…

The arrows that fly now at noonday 

To pierce every vision and dream

Sent to stir up doubt and steal peace

From promises that, yes, Christ will keep.

So Declare…

I’m still here…

When death does come ever closely

And shallow your pulse barely beats

Give a good grin in your Spirit

For now is his coming defeat.

As you declare…

I’m still here…

June 2, 2017

Shelly Wilson

His Presence Fri, 02 Jun 2017 00:37:10 +0000 Some may run after power

And others for positions of wealth

Many who desire notoriety

And a few just simply for self.


The world may honor some diplomas

And the church may well do the same

But Christ is looking for His “Davids”

Whose pursuit is simply His face.


The hearts who will chase wholeheartedly

Through deep oceans even if they may drowned

But desperate they are for His presence

No matter the cost that rains down.


Where hidden in Christ is their longing

Where pleasures of the world are denied

For one day in His courts is better

Than a thousand anywhere, anytime.

June 1, 2017

The Power of a Pause Fri, 02 Jun 2017 00:32:19 +0000 There’s a silence with a lasting impression

It is the mark of a paramount pause

Where noise briefly lost to the hearer

Is as loud as a huge waterfall.


It’s the 400 years of the white page

Between the New Testament and Old

Where the Word of the Lord was quiet

And men were in famine of soul.


It’s the moment the tongue is submitted

Before any harm can be done

When death had readied to pierce deep

But life was chosen in love.


It’s the silence that was heard in all of Heaven

As the Savior hung dear on the cross

And the moment of utter darkness

Excruciating was this pause.


It’s the moment of deafened sobbing

When anguish dare not make a sound

When the Spirit does rush in to comfort

As grief pursues like a hound.


It’s the half hour we see in Revelation

Upon the opening of the 7th seal

When the censer with fire from the altar

Was hurled to earth with zeal.


And lastly, the delay upon a dear heart

That’s coming but slowly to Christ

As the Father does draw him from Heaven

And surrenders he does now his life.

June 1, 2017

When The Shofar Calls Thu, 01 Jun 2017 00:40:23 +0000 I want to be bold and brave, Lord

Yet, fearful I am that I’m not.

For as the time is nearing

The darkness crowds in a lot.


So many deceived by spirits

From religious to lying tongues

Soon your throne will direct then

The shofar calling heralds to run.


Oh many will crush under pressure

For power has been buried…benign

Debates of lesser significance

Have left us as comedic mimes.


The body is limp and dismembered

From gender disputes to roles

Whether your gifts are for today

And do you speak now at all?


Such questions they lend to distraction

The deception has spread now so wide

Even now I hear of your shepherds

No longer hearing Your Spirits cry.


We wonder why few now are coming

To worship and seek Thy sweet face

Perhaps the place they’re coming

No longer bears witness of Your grace.


Restore O’ God all that’s lost, Lord

The ruins and broken walls

Raise up the Repairers of the Breach, Lord

The Restorers of Streets among all.


I lay my head down now my Jesus

Leaving the fears all behind

And when I hear the shofar call

I’ll harken my Masters cry.

May 31, 2017


Isaiah 58…12

Those from among you shall build the old waste places;

You shall raise up the foundation of many generations;

And you shall be called the Repairers of the Breach,

The Restorer of Streets to Dwell In…

The Newest Book by Shelly Wilson is Here Tue, 30 May 2017 00:42:19 +0000

“It will bless you to read within the pages of this book a beautiful story. A story of a Savior who still sends His power upon His people today. As Christ confirmed a unique call on the author’s life, He gave spiritual gifts she would also need to fulfill the call. With a transparent heart is shared a woman’s life with Christ and His sending of the baptism of the Holy Spirit in a time of desperate need. It will cause a hunger deep in your soul to rise and a swelling tear to see how gentle the Savior is, especially when there is a broken heart. The baptism of the Holy Spirit has been largely disputed for generations, yet, was essential to the disciples and central to the message of the gospel. Without seeking the Lord’s heart on this lovely topic again today, we likely stop at the cross of Christ as He was crucified forgetting He rose again and gives us life abundant. This life is given us as a sweet gift. May you unwrap the gift and walk in His power. Many await that which you have been given. “

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When God Calls Wed, 24 May 2017 17:05:40 +0000 When God calls you not everyone will believe, celebrate, or support you. There will be times you desire affirmations from people, yet most often you will meet fierce opposition.

This is where the enemy will pull out all the stops to cause you to quit or doubt yourself.

You may try to lay it down…. but it will rise again…

You may run like Jonah…. yet Christ will pursue you.

You may even refuse the call… then The Spirit of God will reckon with you…

After all, how can you separate yourself from the very purpose Christ wove into you when He formed you with His own hands. You were made FOR the purpose.. the call..

And again and again you will face The Master…Himself…as He whispers, “I chose you, you didn’t choose me.”

You will have to learn to lean into Jesus for all acknowledgement and applause. You will have to be satisfied with His voice alone when all others turn from you.

You will be as John the Baptist at times … a lonely soul…yet turned a nation to the coming of Christ with what many would call foolishness.

You may experience depression like Elijah when the enemy sends accusations and death sentences to your dreams and your voice… perhaps your very life. Yet the Lord will send an angel to feed you for your journey. He will give you strength when you are in need.

You may report in agony like Paul that all have abandoned you, yet Paul continued toward the prize…He still had The Christ with him.

This is when we know He has truly called… when His very hand that is on a life continues to press onward… yes you may take a break, refresh on a vacation, or even take a little sabbatical… but the true call of God absolutely arrests you….you are unable to escape it even if you try.

You will go with Christ when there is no money, no help, and no accolades. You will heed His voice, His way, and His desires. You will endure when it seems near impossible and breach that which seems unimaginable. You will cross a deep sea when needed, lay hands on the sick that they may recover, strike the water with a mantle if you have to, weep over the broken walls and ruins, you will journey through many a wilderness routes… and you will shout that which you have seen and heard. YOU ARE A DISCIPLE of CHRIST.

You will stand to your feet again and again after the enemy tries to destroy you….You will keep getting back up.

Just when you think you’ve taken all you can take the Spirit of the Lord stands up within you and gives you a holy unction and passion for the next leg of the journey.

Be sure Christ will fulfill that which He has tenderly placed in you…..and His gifts and calling is without repentance.

Don’t worry fellow warrior… there is One in which you have full approval and endearing applause….

To Him alone set thine heart♥️

Love Much,

Shelly Wilson

Central Baptist Church-Jacksonville, Tx Sun, 21 May 2017 20:58:51 +0000 A concert benefitting the Clothes Closet of Jacksonville. Join Us!, 2017

Time: 6:30 pm

Date: June 23


Central Baptist Church
1909 East Rusk Street
Jacksonville, Texas

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Keep Your Crown On Sun, 21 May 2017 20:30:20 +0000 There are times when you might be tempted to forget who you are in Christ. The enemy will try every avenue that is dearest to your heart to cause you to forfeit your royal inheritance and God given destiny…yet whether you forget it or not…it is still in place and can never be removed…it is there for the asking. You will be tempted to fight back when you should will ask God if you can quit…and you can not…you will sit under a broom tree like Elijah and long for death to come…and likely it will not….or you can decide at each turn..I will keep my crown on. It is a reminder I am dropping for the enemy daily in this season. No matter what comes….I’m keeping my crown on…and all that comes with it:)
There’s a certain moment when the enemy strikes
That you’ll have to be still and then decide…
To Keep Your Crown On...
He’ll come in a whisper when you least expect
“You will be nothing…a nobody… oh yes…”
Just Keep Your Crown On…
You’ll even have nightmares as Satan comes near
To remind you the pains of the past that brought tears
…Keep Your Crown On
At times you’ll be weary and tired of the fight
You’ll wake in the day and pray till the night
Lord, Help me Keep My Crown On…
You’ll have a great test and massive dark storms
You’ll cry in your closet and perhaps lock the door
But Keep Your Crown On…
You may have some flashbacks and PTSD
The healing may tarry
You’ll shout and you’ll scream
Just Keep Your Crown On…
At times you’ll be walking utterly alone
When Christ separates you from a familiar home
Do Keep Your Crown On…
On days some may mock you and slander your name
Causing you harm
And bringing you rain
Keep ….Your ….Crown …On…
When the floods come
And waters do rise
When you think your drowning
You’ll be soon surprised
You Still Have Your Crown On…;-)
When Satan does set the perfect iron trap
When your caught off guard
Till Comes the loud snap…
And when the tide turns
And the calm settles in
When peace like a river
Does blow a sweet wind…
When the sun starts to peek out
Above all the clouds
Remember His promise
And Keep On Your Crown…
May 18, 2017
Mission Report-Compassionate Friends-of Tyler, Tx Sun, 21 May 2017 20:15:02 +0000
There are days my heart can only be thankful, and even tearful, that He lets me comfort the broken hearts…and that He allows me to serve and honor them by pointing them to Him🌸
I spent the day with Compassionate Friends of Tyler,a support group organization that helps and gathers families who have lost children. I had some beautiful conversations with sweet people in the midst of their grief and memories of loss. Yet the Holy Spirit was such a wonderful comforter once again.
You may not can see the butterflies as they are released in the pictures below  but it was exquisite💕….but let me tell you of a personal moment with Christ in the midst…and how while on others you call…He doesn’t pass you (or me) by..
They handed me a butterfly to release in honor of someone I knew so as I was pondering this Jesus reminded me of the miscarriage I had many years ago….it wasn’t fresh on my mind but it surely was on His…. that I would not forget I have another child waiting on me when I enter Heaven…what an unexpected treasure…
God blessed me so as several stopped me to tell me how each song specifically touched their hearts. I was sitting through the service listening to siblings read poems of the siblings they now missed and also the beautiful music of Sam Smith as he shared a song about his daughter whom he lost at 16 years of age. I was thankful the Lord kept me from tearfully delivering the songs…because I knew it was critical they hear every lyric of Hush Little Baby and Eye is on the Sparrow. I knew there likely were many in our midst who may not know Christ as of yet. I had asked Him to draw them to Himself and let them hear Him…singing over them. He was faithful.
I was so moved as the Lord whispered to me after I finished…”again you see now the fruit of your own valleys.” I thought I could burst into tears in mid service at the goodness of God in His bigger plan. I would have nothing to offer them should my valleys with Him had never come to be.
May you know that the dark nights of the soul will send you where you could have never gone to  tend hearts in need…and may we be able to embrace that which is given us by His hand so that we may minister to many others who will soon come into a place of need….a need that only Jesus can fill….
Rise Up To The Challenge of Your Rival Sun, 21 May 2017 13:48:55 +0000 “This time…I’m coming for you…”

There is a moment in every believers life when either we lie down and die or get back up and train again for the fight.

I remember growing up and watching Rocky training against all odds… we all remember the song that played during his training. We entered into the moment with Him…he surely paid the price of pain to gain his victory….. the truth is parallel for us as believers.

As I pulled up the lyrics because this song was rolling in my head last week (Eye of the Tiger), I realized the Lord was calling me to train and ready for the coming fight. There was a season my rival thought he had me dead and buried…but I rose again with a greater measure of the Lords heart and Spirit within. That wilderness molded a warrior that was hidden even from my own eyes.

Today I walked with Jesus and He spoke longer will you wait for your rival to come to you… but now you will go after him…

It was quite a dramatic moment in my wilderness closet as I turned on the same music Rocky trained to and I bowed my knees before Jesus and whispered…It is written… Very shortly Satan will be underneath my feet….

And this time oh rival of mine… I’ll be as Benaiah pursing the lion into the snowy pit….I shall not fear.

As the music started and my steps quickened I realized the Lord was saying this time go up with courage and a spirit of endurance… we are going after what the enemy has stolen from My people….

Yes it will be a fierce battle but it is written “the Lord has prepared for me a table in the presence of mine enemies…”

“Shall I go up Lord to the fight?” Yes indeed… I have given it over into your hands…

I will be singing this song in a couple weeks for the Kingdom sake to a group of women who have been fighting to get back what the enemy stole in their lives….it will be a fitting song to take back for Christ….to remind Gods people… we need not run…but we must simply rise to the challenge..

Pursue the enemy… infiltrate the darkness with His light…Possess the land…we mustn’t back down now. Often the enemy uses great rationale to keep us from fighting for Christ. It’s too hard, it could cost me my life or at the least my reputation…we shouldn’t offend anyone…yet Christ is the one offended at the slumber of His people. We run from the enemy when Christ…The Lion, Himself, has called us to run to him….

Don’t fear …. we have the authority in Christ… fight to bring Him honor and glory…don’t trade your passion for self glory as the world may..and certainly the only heavy weight champ is Christ, Himself ….use the passion He gave you to bring Him glory.. without Him we can do absolutely nothing..

So put your earphones in and go train with Christ… it will take physical strength and endurance for this last days fight… yet…we are more than conquerors in Christ Jesus.. we are survivors who have a Lion living within us… we have all the Power we need in Him for this victory🙌🏻

“Rise up to the challenge of the rival…” the song says..and many other parallels we can apply to our lives in Kingdom work as we fight a battle of supernatural weight.

This time sound the trumpet that God’s people will now pursue our rival…”I’m coming after you…”

1 Chronicles 11:22
There was also Benaiah son of Jehoiada, a valiant warrior from Kabzeel. He did many heroic deeds, which included killing two champions of Moab. Another time, on a snowy day, he chased a lion down into a pit and killed it.


The Language of Teardrops Tue, 16 May 2017 14:42:03 +0000

You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.

Psalm 56:8


There must be a special sound

That’s heard by Heavens throne

A delicate noted pitch

That comes from a tears sweet song.

For a cry is often the moans

That lift up through the clouds

I wonder if heard is a melody

That plays with teardrop sounds.

There’s no need to gather many words

For Hannah is where we see

The moving of the lips

But no words were in her plea.

Yet answer did the Lord

Her desperate and aching need

There must be a precious language

Of teardrops, yes indeed.

I wonder as each is caught

And bottled by the Lord

Each must be distinct

Even if they fall in hoards.

He sees as He sits on high

And I’m sure His heart does grieve

For valuable we are more

Than many sparrows that fall you see.

It must be a tear does speak

Of aching hearts that seep

For Father looks at once

Intently upon to see.

Holy Spirit quickly does run

To comfort the one in need

For there must be a precious language

Of teardrops, yes indeed…

May 16, 2017


Hannah was speaking in her heart; only her lips moved, and her voice was not heard. Therefore Eli took her to be a drunken woman.

1 Samuel 1:13

And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows

Matthew 10:30-31

For those in a tearful season….He is El Roi…the God who Sees….


New Single Coming Soon! Mon, 15 May 2017 14:55:25 +0000 “Where My Heart Leaps” is in production and will be releasing as soon as possible! One of my greatest joys with Christ!

A Unique Heart Connection… Sun, 14 May 2017 15:08:18 +0000

Today I awoke with a stirring in my heart so I thought I’d go ponder with the Lord on a walk. Often I am caught off guard when He has something on His heart that was unsuspecting to my own. Somehow it can sneak up on you at times. But regardless…He had plenty to share with me step by step in my little wilderness closet. May you glean from the outpouring of our conversation…

I’ve had some great friends over my life. Many have left a lasting impression on my heart. Each with a uniqueness all their own. None could ever be replaced or lost without leaving a void. I have learned these are cherished gifts from my Father in Heaven. Some days I comb the landscape of my heart and remember moment after moment the laughters and the tears. The endless dates for lunch and the nights of prayers asking to see His angels..should He allow such a gift.

I’ve learned over the last few years as I grow older the necessity of friends. Christ centered friends tend to make you whole and feel a great need for companionship…a need our spouse and children can’t fill…for it’s a unique gift from the Lord…for the Lord knew we would need them on this journey we call life.

I, like many of you, have felt the sting of loss and the heartbreak of loving deeply since an early age…there is an incredible risk to giving your heart to others…yet I have been made richer because of loving people. It has afforded me the moments of holding a hurting heart on my shoulder as she wept over loss and in that moment I knew why Christ allows personal pains that would then sow a seed of gentleness for future ones in crises. For my crises became the launching pad for a ministry I never saw coming and the wisdom to say nothing while saying everything with a mere hug. I see now uniquely pained people that I can go speak to and really understand their deep ache. It has made a way for others in the wilderness. Some friends have been found in the midst of a deep valley. For on certain days we can enter a room and see the memories flooding our soul and know it’s time to sit and listen awhile🌸

No I didn’t ever desire or anticipate the fountains in the desert would be made of tears, yet I see the same in Christ, Himself, as He wept over His friend, Lazarus. Although He knew of his coming resurrection…nonetheless grief was present in a tender Jesus at the weight of the loss to those around Him. In that moment He also felt the loss…void of future happiness that would come upon the resurrection of his friend…still the present moment held pain of heart. The man of sorrows loved deeply and is not a high priest that is not acquainted with our grief. So for us again we have an understanding Lord who felt the weight of our grief and sorrow as He bore them upon the cross. 

He is quite the friend to sinners and yet a friend to His flock. Who are we that He is so mindful of us? And He calls us friend…. it must have been a cherished word to His own heart.

I have failed as a friend to many unable to be present for every beautiful celebration and I have failed much at cherishing that which was given from the heart of God or meeting the needs ever present around me… but I guess we all do from time to time and we all dearly need mercy. But today it seems a stirring and longing for deep friendships does arise in my own heart. Somehow a hint of the heart of Jesus beats within me to take care of my friends in this season.

My prayer this week which is heavy on my heart is to love well these entrusted to me as friends. To be the shoulder to cry on and the hand to hold as one walks through a valley season. To perform somersaults as one flies into her calling and jump as the #1 cheerleader…” YOU GO GIRL!!!” I long for laughter that resounds as we recount the crazy journey with Jesus and the “can you believe that?” Moments of obedience when Christ tests our faith. There is nothing quite like sharing Jesus moments with friends. It is a unique delight of the heart….Jesus must know this… I wonder as He writes the scroll of remembrance mentioned in Malachi does He also grin as we throw our head back, slap our leg, and lose our breath in laughter while we act out a ridiculous request of obedience that right near buried us? Surely He must adore the belly laughs and high fives enjoyed by His children … and those He calls friends🌺 

Let us delight in one another and celebrate the gifts given to our hearts by Jesus… for every good and perfect gift comes from above and He saw fit to create a heart connection that we call friendship💕

Tend to your friends… my friends… they have heart needs that only you can love them through…and the Lord has uniquely connected your hearts through His love.

May 15, 2017

Ever Felt Like Jonah? Wed, 10 May 2017 17:34:08 +0000

This is just a little reminder when sometimes we are left confused about whether we truly heard from the Lord or not. This can actually happen often as we walk out this journey with Christ. Certainly none of us get it right all the time! We are all learning His ways with us daily.

However, let’s remember Jonah for a minute shall we? The Lord sent him to Nineveh to proclaim coming judgement. Jonah did not want to go ( we all know this story well!!!) and when he finally did obey the Lord…. the people turned and repented. This caused judgement not to fall because the Lord was merciful at the heart change of the people.

I am sure Jonah felt somewhat humiliated because what he was sent to proclaim did not actually happen. Anyone ever been there? Maybe He thought it seemed his words were not making him a very “for real” prophet. After all the tale tell sign of a prophet is whether or not what he proclaims comes to pass…yet…let us not be too quick to pass our own human judgement upon God’s higher ways… We see Jonah’s distress of heart in this response:

Jonah 4:2 tells us : “O LORD, is not this what I said when I was yet in my country? That is why I made haste to flee to Tarshish; for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love, and relenting from disaster.”

A bit dramatic I’d say…yet I can completely understand where he was in this very moment. It really had nothing to do with Jonah’s obedience and …yes indeed…Jonah did hear from the Lord accurately..but the mercy of the Lord is moved by repentant hearts and in this case the Lord did change his mind and stayed his hand. I’m so glad this is the God I serve friends. I am glad prayer can change things.  I am also glad a desperate cry is heard from the throne…

Jonah was angry that it did not happen as the Lord had sent him to proclaim….(maybe the belly of the fish looked really good about right now!) …

Perhaps this was mere pride of man, yes? (and he knew the people of Nineveh were a ruthless people likely deserving God’s judgement)….he surely didn’t like the people thinking him wrong or making him a laughing stock. We must be careful not to care more about people knowing we were right rather than rejoicing in the Lords change of heart….this is for the sake of His people and likely we also are recipients of this beautiful grace over and over again. In the end..we are at the bidding of the Lord as His servants and we can trust Him even when it doesn’t turn out exactly like we planned or desired. It always makes me grin a little when I think how often we think we know what God is doing….and in all reality…at times we have no clue at all:)

It would surely do us some good to bless Him for His never ending mercy. Heaven knows we need it daily…:)

Love Much,


Report from the Mission Field, Tyler-Texas Tue, 09 May 2017 18:52:44 +0000 18319305_821739894649178_8502069733906312661_oThis past Saturday at Lone Star Church in Tyler, Texas, we had our very first women’s conference called, “When the Heart Cries.”  I was honored to minister with 2 women with amazing history with the Lord Jesus. I felt it so critical in this hour that we hear from the Mothers of Israel in our midst. Those who have gone before us and have stories to share that breathe wisdom and faith with a life with the Holy Spirit.  The church is in a dying state and we must listen once again to the Saints who have been with Christ longer. They have so much to bring to our generation and it was a burden of mine to allow them to speak into our lives. We have at large dismissed this wisdom for a younger, seemingly more hip mindset…yet the power of the Spirit is not present often in such. My heart is to return to that which Christ always intended for His church. I was honored to serve with them while also gleaning from their lives with Him.

As we each shared experiences of life with Christ, the trials and tribulations, and the deeper life of suffering with Him….we pondered the breaking of the alabaster flask. For it was the breaking that filled the room with such a lovely fragrance. It was after Christ lifted up the fish and the loaves and broke them that the multitude was actually fed….and it was at the breaking of the bread that the disciples finally recognized Christ after walking with him unknowingly after His resurrection.


Ministers Pat Self and Ann Orr Pictured with Shelly

I saw songs I would not have normally chosen pierce with love. As I saw a kleenex pulled from the center of the table I realized Jesus has planted a dear song for a friend who had lost her daughter in a car accident…Eye is on the Sparrow was her favorite song…I was as caught off guard by this as she was…and barely could I continue at how Jesus came to her in this moment.

Another broken heart as Christ sent The Rose in reminder of a sister who had passed away…but The Rose was her favorite song…I wept remembering that I almost pulled this song last minute not understanding God’s heart…..but He didn’t allow me to have my way. Oh, thank you Lord…

Our Sunday School class visited on cloud 9 Sunday morning telling one another stories of God reports and how their hearts had bonded with many at the gathering. Intimacy is what Jesus is after. Nothing else. We simply do not need anything extra…just Jesus…

We spent much time talking about life in the Spirit and that this is what it’s like! Yielding to Him as He desires a specific work, knows each face that will arrive, and we must remove hindrances that would cause no flexibility with Him…we also all recognized a holy hush in a certain moment…and it was breathtaking….

we were strengthened….renewed…and joyful to move deeper into the heart of Christ….and so very thankful that God uses mere men and our weaknesses to bring Himself glory and to touch hearts in need of mending..

As I called to check on another who had attended ..she tearfully replied…”I left there today feeling so loved by Jesus..”

I dare say…we all fell in love again with the Savior…



Tell Me About This Hug Lord? Sun, 07 May 2017 17:03:33 +0000 I have found there must be a particular and sweet anointing on some who hug.

I have felt it in very few over my life with Christ …yet it is so very tangible and healing. There is an incredible power in this hug. It doesn’t seem to be present in just every hug. I sat this morning talking to the Lord about this as I noticed it so much with one particular woman at church. 

Her hugs are uniquely different. There is a weight and safety to them that causes one to feel tucked away gently. These type of hugs linger it seems and you certainly do not want to be anywhere else. It has amazing staying power♥️

It might seem strange and peculiar to ponder such a thing, yet the Lord lives within this woman and He reminded me her arms were simply doing that which His also were. Her crushing circumstances had given her open arms to love well with a simple hug. She knows the power of it on a heart in need. Likely, she personally learned the need for gentle hugs.

I am most grateful for such a gift that she has…for I benefit weekly by it and each time I melt in the arms of Jesus….

As I finished the thought, the Lord graciously whispered, “it’s the fragrance of her broken, alabaster jar…” 

With this I could nod a tearful “Indeed…”



The Stirring Tue, 02 May 2017 22:36:51 +0000 Often there is a restlessness when the Lord is preparing for a move or a new work. May times it is a signal the eagle is stirring His nest. It’s as if one minute you are settled and suddenly a restlessness occurs that you are unable to shake. It’s our Master readying us from within. This is a good time to press into prayer for His heart. Many questions flow from my own heart when this begins to happen with me. Questions for direction and the ability to discern well His desire. Also, there becomes a deep hunger in my soul that longs for a deeper knowledge of His ways and a yearning to to draw near to His kindness and heart longings.

“The Stirring”

Oh Lord, what is this burden

Which presses onto my heart

A birthing of Your own longings

That soon will leave Your mark.

A grief that there’s no longer

A desire to know Thy heart well

But to surrender to man made antics

With no divine glory resting there.

O God where is Thy glory

It’s a dry and thirsty land

Your well is full of plenty

But draw it does not the man.

A valley full of dry bones

With graves covered in sand

You ask can these bones live child?

I answer “if You send Your wind.”

So breathe dear God till they rattle

Till bone to bone does stand

And those still covered in sinews

Do fill them with breath again.

Do stir up deep while we’re sleeping

Pursue Lord that which is dead

Pour out your lovingkindness 

To make us a quite gentle man.

O’ Tender our hearts to Your longings

Rapture us into Thy arms

Awaken by waves of deep stirrings

A people to hear such alarms.

April 29, 2017


The Field of Flowers Tue, 25 Apr 2017 16:33:06 +0000 I was walking with the Lord again yesterday and it was a lovely day. There is just something about when the flowers begin to bloom and fill the fields. I had noticed for days these precious little flowers that were so dainty and looked almost like miniature flowers really. Yet so beautiful. They might would be overlooked for a fancy vase in our human eyes but I noticed soon how when a field was full of them, regardless of their small statue, it was magnificent. It did remind me of the Lord’s Church. As we move hand in hand we see a beautiful multiplication happen even when we do not realize it. The love Christ places in us is shared in many ways to nurture others….then suddenly they go do the same….and the domino effect occurs…until we have a full field of dainty little flowers thought to be too small for great tasks become a field of flowers raised as an army for Jesus and the work He is calling forward.  May we each arise as that little flower in His field…:)


The Field of Flowers

Sometimes the smallest, petite, little flowers

Withstand the strongest storms.

For they have learned how to get back up

When the rain has left them torn.

Sometimes overlooked blowing under the sun

Comes a strange and surprising delight

The seeds multiplied when broke in the night 

A whole field now brings Father delight.

~Shelly Wilson


East Lake Baptist Church- Bullard, Texas Mon, 24 Apr 2017 18:41:31 +0000 East Lake Baptist Church

153 Eastdale Ln

Bullard, TX 75757

6:00 pm Sunday, April 30

Shelly will be sharing a few songs for this church Homecoming gathering.

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A Wave of Fury Tue, 18 Apr 2017 14:53:14 +0000 The Lord is so merciful and full of grace, yet He is still righteous and holy. He is also a perfect judge. While we are righteous by His blood sacrifice, we are also called to obedience to His Word. Obedience stems from our love for Him and the truth that He lives within us. The Holy Spirit in us should change us. Our houses of worship ought to mirror His heart and holiness as well. May we check our hearts and alignments that we may not be partakers of the turning of the tables where truth will be exposed along with deception and wickedness. Jehovah Sabaoth will come reckon with a sword. He will separate the sheep and goats. He will begin in His own house. He will come stand against injustice in this world. We may feel all is lost and the enemy has won, yet there is a day when the King will mount the white horse and He will recompense that which has stood against Him and His people.

” A Wave of Fury”

There is a wave of fury

Preparing now to come

To reckon with injustice

To silence wicked tongues.

To release those who’ve been hindered

By the “musing” of His Word

Creating captive warriors

By “truth that lies” of love.

Worshipers soon are rising

The King He saddles up

He comes for separating

The counterfeits among.

He’s watched with grievous anger

His people held in chains

And now the King is coming 

With robes that are blood stained.

Tis wise to move from under

That which is not His

All that is but man made

He will come to sift.

Align with that tis holy

Remove all that’s profaned

For when He comes with fire

His sword will lay it’s claim.

April 17, 2017

Jacob’s Well Recovery Center for Women Mon, 03 Apr 2017 21:13:55 +0000 0 “When the Heart Cries”- a conference for women Sun, 02 Apr 2017 23:00:08 +0000 Join us for a day of encouragement and hope. Please consider bringing friends who are in a season of discouragement, loss, grief, or brokenness.

Christ has given us a message of comfort, grace, and purpose. His heart is to pour out of us the hidden treasures from our deepest trials. Treasures that at times we need others to help us find.

You will hear stories of victory, messages of faith, and beautiful ways Christ walks with those whose heart cries.

Those scheduled to minister to your hearts on this day are Ann Orr, Pat Self, and Shelly Wilson.


Registration Begins: 9:00 AM

Event Begins: 9:30-4:00

$25.00 includes Conference, Lunch provided by The Honey Tree & Dessert provided by Jordan’s Sweet Tooth Creations.

*For Church members: See Shelly Wilson, Ann Orr, or Cindy Haning to register.
*For others who are most welcome:) please message your desire to attend and you will be able to mail your check to the church.

Deadline for registration due to a need for lunch head count is April 22nd.

We look forward to seeing you!

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The Source Mon, 27 Mar 2017 19:15:38 +0000 There’s a river running anew
Filled with hidden cords
A fountain that’s wells are deep
That bubbles the Living Sword.

Ripples of lovingkindness
A word that’s hard to describe
For such a word is covered
By the loving kindness of Christ.

There’s a source of deep reservoirs
Waiting for us to tap in
A cistern filled with refreshment
That gives lasting hope to men.

A power that enables His warriors
To fight the good fight of faith
Sadly many dismiss now
That which was sent with Grace.

Come near the pool that’s stirring
For the Angel’s trumpet does sound
Remember to carry thy brothers
And sisters in with you now.

Healing awaits all who beckon
A cry that is heard from Thy throne
The Source of life abundant
Is Jesus Christ alone.

March 27, 2017

The Compassionate Friends- Tyler, Texas Fri, 24 Mar 2017 17:43:24 +0000 TCF of Tyler Annual Butterfly Release: Butterflies will be released in memory of all our children at the 2017 Compassionate Friends Butterfly Release set for Saturday, May 20 at 1 p.m.

The setting for this uplifting and peaceful event will be at The Children’s Park, corner of Dobbs and Broadway in Tyler. Volunteers are needed at 8 a.m. on Saturday for setup and after the program for take down. We hope you’ll join us for refreshments after the ceremony.


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Something to Ponder About Perfect Love… Thu, 23 Mar 2017 20:16:18 +0000 Something to Ponder

I love deeply
I do..I really do.
Those closest to me know me well. It takes very little to break this heart of mine. I always pray to keep a tender heart, even though I know there is a great cost to having one.
While as tenderhearted as I am, I am also called to raise a cry for truth.  The two often are at odds…the tender heart vs the need center us back to truth.
It does not mean I love any less……

The love of Christ is engulfed with truth. He never separates love and truth..there is perfect unity in that He is truth and He is love…always and forever. Never loving less and never having less truth. There is no bend in His love…nor in His truth.

There is the truth of sin and the pain it causes
And the judgement it brings down from a Holy God.
Not because He loves less…but because He loves purely and we are called to be holy as He is holy. For He is a righteous judge.  He also desires what’s best for us..when we do not even realize what that is.

He already proved His love for us when He sent His son to pay for our sins. Does He love less because He requires obedience? No He doesn’t. He loves fully…and perfectly. No one else died for you and I…and took our place on a cross…no one else endured a scouraging that tore His flesh with you and I in mind. This is love.

Should He now allow sin so we may “feel” more loved? Perhaps He sees what you and I do not. Maybe what we call love isn’t really love at all…according to Christ. I see much counterfeit love now raising it’s head in our nation. “Love” that embraces all things, tolerates all things, remains silent about all things, and now much is allowed in the name of this “love.” I often have said over the years that I tend to see two extremes in various churches….ones who has no authentic love of Jesus and then others who are “loving” folks straight to Hell…. both are equally as wrong and equally as devastating to mankind. You see… our kind of love winks at sin, enables addictions rather than tough love, rescues our children from jail because we can’t bear the thought of them in there, or allow abuses to continue as if Christ would nod His head at any type of injustice..but somehow we have called this “love.” ….when what God sees is that in that cell they will finally hear His voice and He will heal their hearts for good…and perhaps they are safer there….or maybe that when abuse is confronted there is an opportunity for one’s heart to turn to truth while also rescuing the abused. You see its a perfect love that works in all things….in absolute truth. Love confronts sin….that we might be free. He doesn’t spare us pain from sin…He uses it to bring us to Himself. He doesn’t cause the pain…we do…and admittedly I’ve had my fair share of misdirected blame to my sweet Father…

His kind of love allowed Joseph to be sold to slavery, falsely accused, and imprisoned….so he would draw near to his God and reach his 2nd in rank promise land..then save many people from a famine. Christ’s kind of love allows an orphan girl to get pulled into a King’s harem to raise her up to one day save her entire people group…when our kind of love would spare ourselves walking before the King afraid we might perish. …His kind of love allows God to become flesh..then to be rejected, despised, mocked, beaten, abused, betrayed, and denied rightful comforts in order to offer eternal life to mankind. This is our example of love. In life we too will experience these things as we stand for truth and righteousness. I can safely say that if we are moving with the crowds today…we likely are heading in the wrong direction.  Few are now choosing the path to righteousness. Many have chosen now the broad road.

In our earthly minds love is rather shallow and full of ourselves…our kind of love refuses to confront sin…we simply embrace it…our kind of love rarely has eternity in mind..only the temporal. Its a weakness of us as humans…it’s hard for us to think past today..or tomorrow..or how things will affect us in any given moment.  We long to avoid conflict, we desire fellowship with others, and we hope to be embraced and loved….but often when you choose truth and the love Christ speaks of….we may not gain these temporal pleasures on a grand scale.  Yet we must hold fast.

Here.. sin has few consequences it seems at times and should we choose to avoid all we can we are deemed critical or judgemental…and assumed to love less.

Yet people are getting caught in subtle nets set by Satan which drag them from eternal hope in Christ. We never know when the moment will occur that steers one into error…in which Satan joyfully uses us, the Saints, as His own vessel some moments. We pass the first alcoholic drink to an unsuspecting alcoholic bent heart and suddenly one is catapulted into a lifetime of addiction. Whom shall God inquire of on that great day? The unsuspecting alcoholic…or perhaps the Saint who helped him to it? Something to ponder….isn’t it? I could give many other examples not to only pick out one..but you do understand I pray. When we approve of things, give a nod of agreement, or simply remain silent at a surging wind….our influence carries weight.  We were called to guard the hearts of others. To keep them safe as possible.  This is the love of Christ. The Shepherd who protects the sheep shows us true love. This is the kind of love that transforms lives into their God given destinies. Lovingly steering people from that which could cause them harm is the love of Christ. Never warning them of such consequences isn’t love at all.

Some of those over the generations who have preached the hardest truths have loved far more than those who have compromised it. There is a matter of restraint in pure love. Loving fully is hard at times and moves us away from anything that might lend deception to our own hearts or the hearts of others. Should we spend a day in the life of one of these we would find lives given over to the love of Jesus…meeting needs of the poor and lowly…yet still proclaiming truth. Certainly…they do go hand in hand.

Be careful friends that we do not misunderstand hearts steering us towards holiness…for we need them in this hour. There is coming a day when Christ will call us to account. Did we live by His word…and did we lead others in truth..or perhaps our flesh was unwilling to be crucified and left wanting…thus we led many astray…maybe not in the big things…but perhaps in the little things.

March 23, 2017

Seduced By Another Voice Thu, 23 Mar 2017 18:48:18 +0000 Seduced By Another Voice There's a rage sweeping the nations Particularly the USA. A casualness towards God Almighty Indifference of His ways. This too it happened to David When seduced by the enemy's voice. Taking a casual census Where pride did cause a great storm. It started as just a little whisper Then spiritual pride slowly grew Ignoring the warnings of his servant Voicing concern of coming doom. It's now in our history a mocking It's filtered down through the elect Robbed of dignified reverence As if God would not recompense. Even now the "strong" have been allured For many are now lulled to sleep The voice that's caught their attention Has smiled with the enemy's teeth. "Despised" is the word God used with David Meaning simply "to not take seriously" The ways of God and His holiness Now signs and wonders deceive. Be cautious when we're at the pinnacle Of what does look like success Dare not think we are exempt now From the deception of Satan's breath. For straying just even a morsel From truth from beginning to end Discern the heart of the Master Before Satan raises his head. March 23, 2017 ]]> There is a God Wed, 22 Mar 2017 00:21:28 +0000 There is a God There is a God I've come to know Whose gripped me from my head to toes Who walks with me with daily bread Who steers me well with whispers said. A God whose heard by those who are His Today He speaks as much as He ever did Yet many may never quite understand This God with personal, loving hands. Oh there are times I leap with joy As He writes my dear ole' story Causing me a silenced grin For captured I am by the likes of Him. Dear Lord, if you were but afar How sad I'd be to watch Your stars For You are my hearts dear delight On any given starry night. March 20, 2017 ]]> The Honest Heart Sat, 18 Mar 2017 19:37:00 +0000 There's the moment when the honest heart Pours out all it's grief. The anger, pain, and tears For God does honor these. Do understand His heart For He is for honesty And though we tantrum well He starts to mend all things. When the words are religious fluff And seem to be pristine A problem does arise For He wants honesty. The light can pierce the dark Even when questions arise Ask them dear one please For this is "intimacys" cry. Hide not the questions deep For He already sees And when you trust them to Him He then can tend your grief. Listen not to this old world Who says hide your pain from Him For nothing can be done When pride is kept in men. Scream too if you must For He will still not run He sees the inner need And, yes, He still will come. He never turns away His love is an anchored mark Secure and safe for you Trust Him with the honest heart. March 16, 2017 ]]> Sweet Report from a Home Gathering Thu, 09 Mar 2017 21:42:14 +0000 I wish I could put into words the loveliness of this past Wednesday morning:) I was invited to minister at a home Bible Study hosted by a couple from our church. The interesting thing was God had been putting before me “house concerts.” It seems He is desiring a very intimate time with hearts. We set up my modest little system with no microphone…the Lord had me leave it behind. A room full of neighbors who meet weekly came together…just precious to hear of the flyers that had been distributed to invite others.

I received many hugs and introductions as each came in and the meeting began with prayer requests, etc. It was a beautiful thing as I shared my heart, music, and poetry as God called it forward. I had confessed to them that the Lord sent me with absolutely NO word. I had no idea what I was to say on this particular gathering. Yet, as I listened to the prayer requests and heard them visit prior to my time of ministry..the Lord would show me the need. As I opened my mouth….lol…He filled it..truly! No exaggeration! His word would come forth and the guests would interact with me and share as well so it was such a glimpse of the Acts church I was absolutely blessed. There were times they would speak into me…although I was there to speak into them:) How beautiful His body really is.

I had brought them the Resurrection album as gifts and many asked for extras for neighbors who were unable to make the meeting. I was thrilled. This is the only reason Christ births such gifts…that they might then go to “work” after we are long gone. These sweet people knew exactly how to multiply the Kingdom!

I was so full of joy all the way home that I asked the Lord to give me more home meetings.:)))))))))))) His answer was to begin to move outside the buildings. He had already answered me in a previous poem I had posted called The Door is Closing a few days prior.

Friends…move out…be creative..He will show you where to go..but you do have to be willing to do that which may not seem normal.

Go out into all your world:)

Love Much,



Blessed Beyond Belief Leadership Gathering Wed, 08 Mar 2017 21:35:55 +0000 A private gathering and time of refreshing for the women who lead at Blessed Beyond Women’s Retreats.

Speaker: Shelly Wilson

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Surrounded Wed, 08 Mar 2017 21:27:27 +0000 Do you arise to find yourself
Surrounded at every pass?
Unable to see a way out
From the terror of Satan’s wrath?

Poor Elisha was yet the same
When an army stood on the hill
Yet He saw the mighty unseen
The Heavenly host that stood still.

Dear one, ask the Lord for the eyes
And trust the Lord’s dear heart
For commanded to be at your side
Was an army sent by the Lord.

Fight you do not alone
For many now stand at your side
Pray “Lord help me to see
What seems hidden in plain sight.”

March 8, 2017

2 Kings 6:13-23

So he said, “Go and see where he is, that I may send and get him.” And it was told him, saying, “Surely he is in Dothan.”
14 Therefore he sent horses and chariots and a great army there, and they came by night and surrounded the city.
15 And when the servant of the man of God arose early and went out, there was an army, surrounding the city with horses and chariots. And his servant said to him, “Alas, my master! What shall we do?”
16 So he answered, “Do not fear, for those who are with us are more than those who are with them.”
17 And Elisha prayed, and said, “Lord, I pray, open his eyes that he may see.” Then the Lord opened the eyes of the young man, and he saw. And behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha.
18 So when the Syrians came down to him, Elisha prayed to the Lord, and said, “Strike this people, I pray, with blindness.” And He struck them with blindness according to the word of Elisha.
19 Now Elisha said to them, “This is not the way, nor is this the city. Follow me, and I will bring you to the man whom you seek.” But he led them to Samaria.
20 So it was, when they had come to Samaria, that Elisha said, “Lord, open the eyes of these men, that they may see.” And the Lord opened their eyes, and they saw; and there they were, inside Samaria!
21 Now when the king of Israel saw them, he said to Elisha, “My father, shall I kill them? Shall I kill them?”
22 But he answered, “You shall not kill them. Would you kill those whom you have taken captive with your sword and your bow? Set food and water before them, that they may eat and drink and go to their master.”
23 Then he prepared a great feast for them; and after they ate and drank, he sent them away and they went to their master. So the bands of Syrian raiders came no more into the land of Israel.
Report from the Mission Field- Fairfield, Tx Wed, 08 Mar 2017 19:57:30 +0000 There are always many beautiful things I want to share after each trip…this one is no different. First let me share a couple of little confirmations Christ was so kind to give me after we arrived Saturday am to prepare for the day.

First, when we got there Friday night to setup and rehearse, the tables were all decorated with peacock feathers…. in the past few years it is a message for me from the Lord …but also one of the poems I was sharing that day was called…” The Little Peacock.” :) The last women’s conference I did again..the leadership team blessed me with a bouquet of real peacock feathers…not knowing it was the Lord speaking to me..

2nd a precious woman began to share her heart and I asked her how the Lord talked with her since He speaks in a language we each understand…she replied..” through nature..” I grinned…because the poems He put on my heart to share were once again about His birds..The Silenced Sparrow, The Swallow, The Little Peacock, The Little Bird, The Eagles teaching.

I noticed quickly my eyes would rest upon this one sweet lady. She was writing feverishly at times. I knew the Lord was working with her. As I tenderly shared how God helped me walk through a trying season I could see the tears. Later she visited my table and I confessed that I was unable to take my eyes off of her..which usually means the Lord is pointing someone out. Her words blessed me..but also broke my heart. She said..”listening to you is like looking in the mirror…” I walked away rejoicing and a bit weepy over His mercy of using the valley seasons to help others. Fruit…remains..

Many came up touched by cancer either in their bodies or someone they knew that they wanted to stand in the gap for…and the ladies prayed over them….for strength…for hope…for healing. We are united in heart…

One of the most precious to this heart of mine was finding out that the sweet man running our sound all day said…”I came to help never thinking I would get anything out of today….but you both (Kerri Crocker and I were together on this trip) ministered to me all day long.

There were many tears during the well as many laughs”) But one thing that was sure…Jesus kept us…

Please keep praying … we continue to go where He leads.

Love Much,





The Release Sat, 04 Mar 2017 21:03:34 +0000 There’s a moment when in prayer
That you suddenly realize
The Lord has let you go
And released you for your flight.

When pains of the past bow low
Even when they still reside
For freedom does now ring
And cancels the enemy’s plight.

His love has filled the holes
And sealed the wounds real tight
And faces now present
In need of the learned light.

There’s a moment when the heart
Is soft and wiser still
It’s learned to surrender plans
And watch for Kingdom quills.

Instinctively you will grab
To feel the heart beat within
And thankfulness brings sweet tears
As He releases you to fly again.

March 4, 2017

The First Rain Drop Sat, 25 Feb 2017 20:27:41 +0000 Echoes do resound
And vibrate in the hills
Warring angels roam
Waiting for His seal
Many now sent out
Warnings now proclaimed
Few with ears to hear
Of coming judgement days.

Did Noah grieve of heart
For his ridicule?
Zealously at work
What the Lord said do.
Please oh hear me now
The day it will grow dark
Do now find your rest
Before the first rain drop.

Prepare your heart and mind
Before the fire starts
Christ will hold you tight
If you have His mark.

Listen while you can
Dare not turn off thine ears
Sodom and Gomorrah
Had nothing left but tears.

Prophets now are sent
The call is to arise
Fight the fiery darts
Prepare the battle cry.

Lock your gear in place
Feed on Words of life
Saddle all the horses
Loose the Eagle’s flight.

Mercy is a river
Whose water flows through dams
Today perhaps I’m certain
The door is closing fast.

Smell the sting of ruin
Wickedness prevails
When the first drop falls
Judgement rains on man.

February 25, 2017

The Door is Closing Fri, 24 Feb 2017 20:29:40 +0000 As I was walking today with the Lord I rounded the corner and He allowed me to see a concrete door..much like a floodgate…not a regular door. It was lowering and cutting of the waters that poured behind it. The door was almost closed..then I received this poem. Use what you have been given to love people to Jesus…

The Door Is Closing

There is little time just now
He shows me such a thing
The doors to the churches
Are closing rapidly.
Then in a quickened moment
Before my very eyes
I saw a floodgate closing
Halting the waters tide.

Time is of the essence
Work now while you can
Move outside the buildings
To catch the hearts of man
Rally just to worship and
Strengthen all the teams
The Spirit gives a warning
Of departing from fleshly things.

The walls will now soon crumble
The Truth will be exposed
All that is of flesh
Will burn up in His stove.
The water has been pouring
But many reject it still
So now the door is closing
And soon it will be sealed…

February 24, 2017

The Daughters Fri, 24 Feb 2017 04:20:49 +0000 It was a beautiful day for a walk today and as I rounded the bend I heard the Lord begin to speak to me. I sat down in the middle of our sweet cemetery to focus..and soon He sent a man in need of love and prayer…I wept for some time at His goodness. He surely knows how to find us when He has an assignment. Shortly, He finished this poem. I can’t tell you I had any reason for this one other than the Lord simply decided to write what was on His heart.

“The Daughters”

There is a captivity that’s gone unseen
It’s reigned for centuries
For Jesus saw it well
As women were hidden with veils.

Yet journeying on one day
He purposed a Samaritan’s way
Freeing a woman then bound
To become the next trumpet sound.

Unable to be taught and learn
Segregated by actions and words
Kept low in a cast seen today
Where daughters are abused and dismayed.

A culture and climate still broods
And if we are not careful He looms
For precious are His sacred jewels
And He has now come to loose.

The Deborah’s will now arise
And judge what is right in His sight
For evil permitted to roam
Has stirred up anger from the throne.

Priscilla!!! Stand to your feet!
The Church is in lack indeed
Minister to hearts as He leads
Open your homes now to meet.

My dear, Lydia, whose business affairs
Opens sweet hearts in despair
Clothe them with robes of royal hues
Using the gift I gave you.

In a time where silence is wrought
Esther you now have been called
Silence is no more allowed
Restoring your voice I am now.

Worshippers summoned from High
Mary led the way as she cried
Letting go of all forms of pride
Ridiculed by those still blind.

Set yourself at My feet
Pour out your oil upon Me
A fragrance will rise so sweet
From those with broken dreams.

The streets full of imprisoned cries
My Rahab’s I’m calling you nigh
Use your past to help dry
The tears of the lambs that cry.

A call for JUSTICE is heard
The Heaven’s fulfill now this Word
So Abigail with courage and grace
Confront the “truth” that has strayed.

Loyalty for each must unite
Secure the brethren in Christ
Refuse to leave one another’s side
In this now My Ruth’s must arise..

February 23, 2017

Nevertheless..At Your Word… Wed, 15 Feb 2017 19:13:03 +0000 I was taken with Luke 5 today as I was preparing for this coming weekend of ministry. My pondering ended up once again on paper in my time with Him. Take some time to go look at this story in The Word.  So many nuggets hidden within..I could go on for some time at all I felt the Lord put His finger on. Oh, how we must ponder more…………….sit more……………listen……..may some of that which poured into me also speak to your deepest heart need. Perhaps you have been awaiting answers or confirmation…perhaps you have been discouraged in a certain season…almost in a place of confusion. Perhaps there is a tiny thing the Lord has to show us today…A tiny thing that could mean everything…

“Nevertheless..At Your Word…”

Has it been indeed a long night?
The toil of fishing has left you empty?
And you catch nothing..?

So you begin to wash your nets…preparing to go home…pondering another failure…you’ve worked hard..spent your finances preparing for the big catch…the beautiful dream launch…

….and ….nothing….happens…

Yet the Master climbs into your now idle and stranded boat…”put me out a little from land.” From here He taught the multitudes…

Then he merely says “Launch into the deep Simon..and let down your nets for a catch…”

I can almost picture his weariness and discouragement. His eyes are blood shot from an all night work and his shoulders are slumped from the wear and tear from the push and pull of the heavy nets..he is physically and emotionally spent. I wonder what he was thinking that he never said aloud..

“What’s the use…let’s just clean our nets and head home..we are exhausted. All of this work has cost us so dearly. .yet we have nothing to show for it…perhaps this dream wasn’t mine after all…”

But Simon’s heart is to obey the Master…so he gently responds:

“Nevertheless…at Your word..I will let down the net..”

Suddenly the net was about to break with the fullness of fish..and Simon couldn’t reel in the net alone. So he called his partners in the other boat to help him. The catch was so large both boats began to sink…

Immediately Simon fell in sorrow of heart at his lack of trust in the Master. Surely at also his lack of sight…discernment…and his ears that seemed to not hear.

Perhaps he realized he had been fishing all along without the Master in his boat with him…for his skill and self reliance surely would be enough…

Perhaps he realized he had kept safe staying too close to the shore..when Christ was calling him to go into the deep places of his heart and Kingdom…he was in shallow water trying to catch that which can only be caught out in the deep. Simon would need different tools and a different mindset for deep sea fishing…

Perhaps he realized he had kept casting the nets on the wrong side of the boat…he kept going left when Jesus said go on the right side! His vision was not in line with the Lord’s yet…for in the past and present the left was always the side he dropped the nets..he was stuck in a familiar pattern…yet going nowhere….only coming up empty time and time again…

Perhaps he saw he was trying to catch the wrong things…money, success, prestige, or acknowledgement…when Christ was calling him to catch men…..

Yet..the one moment when simple obedience overruled his emotions, his fatigue, and his lack of faith…he said…”Nevertheless. Your Word..”

and the rest is history..

A Pondering of Luke 5:1-11
February 15, 2017

Ponder the Path of Thy Feet Mon, 13 Feb 2017 18:04:55 +0000 Ponder the path of thy feet
Where do they taketh thee?
To places so dark
Or thoughts of deceit
Ponder the path of thy feet.

Ponder the path of thy feet
Are they ever slow to obey Thee?
Do they rebel
Thy Holiness trail
Ponder the place of thy feet.

Ponder the place of thy feet
Do they go places so sweet
Tending the lame
Loving the mamed
Ponder the place of thy feet.

Ponder the path of thy feet.
Are they in route to “justice” screams?
Do they engage
For “the least of these” chained
Ponder the place of thy feet.

Ponder the place of thy feet
Do they ever refuse to leave?
When Christ does call
Do they build a wall
Ponder the place of thy feet.

Ponder the place of thy feet
Are yours just worn and in need?
Sit with the Lord
And He shall restore
Ponder the place of thy feet.

February 13, 2017

The Water Lilies Mon, 23 Jan 2017 00:15:47 +0000 I was journaling this morning my week before the Lord talking to Him about things on my heart. As I wrote my thoughts I began to write “I’m still not sure what the Lord is doing but I seem to step onto one water lily before the next one appears.” When I wrote this I saw a picture of a little girl hopping water lilies across a lake. However, only until she stepped on one did the other rise to the water’s surface.

While I wouldn’t naturally consider stepping onto a water lily, I do believe often our steps feel this uneasy and quite full of uncertainty. Doubt rises quickly and we often look for another way around a situation or possibly a shortcut. However, the Lord requires us often to do that which is impossible for us knowing He will receive all the glory in such situations. Often we merely must cross over to go where God is calling us to go. We like to wait for the surefooted steps before we move forward when if we simply would risk in faith that which we really already know to do….we would reach our land much quicker. The shortcuts will never take us where we want to go and certainly there are lessons along the long route that prepare us for our land. It is where we are fully equipped for our assignments. It would be tragic to take a shortcut only to find out we are ill prepared for that which Christ has for us.

So, when He says it’s time to cross over… and we feel all we have to step on is a delicate water lily..then simply trust Him ….and who knows but you might find yourself walking on water:)


The Water Lilies

Upon a grand adventure
Skipping through the fields
Humming a gentle melody
The breeze a swirling chill

Gazing at the sunset
Basking in it’s glow
Father brings me gently
To a thickened grove.

The trees were tall and mighty
Their roots peeked from the ground
Watching as I passed them
I jumped them round and round.

Then at the grove’s border
There came a lovely lake
Wider than the others
The shores were miles away.

To my surprise was nothing
No shortcuts and no routes
And Father whispered sweetly
“Be strong and cross it now.”

I whispered, “Lord it’s so vast
There is no way to cross.”
Then He replied’ “I’ve ordered
Your steps just walk.”

Then appeared a beautiful water lily
And Father said, “now go..
For I have commanded angels
This lily will surely hold.

Then once I stepped  upon it
Another appeared just right!
And Father reminded me often
He’s faithful and so kind.

Before I even knew it
The water was left behind
And as I stepped onto the shore
This land He said was mine.

He said if I had not had faith
And thought the lily weak
I would never have seen His promise
That was waiting me to see.

He said, “Do now you realize
On water you did walk?”
I gave a smitten grin to Him
Thankful for our talk.

He said sometimes His children
Miss His given steps
Looking for the shortcuts
Instead of lilies that He’s left.

January 21, 2017

The Power of Position Fri, 20 Jan 2017 22:03:34 +0000 I was reading a book not too long ago from a great evangelist from many years ago. There were many good points to his book but one that I probably highlighted, underlined, and drew an oversized heart beside was something to this effect:

we can have even the power of the Spirit which has anointed us to do a work….yet if we are not in the appointed place for that work….we will be striving at best.

In other words, if God has called you to Africa yet you stay in Dallas…but you are trying to do the same work God has called you to…you are still deficient. You are on the wrong land and striving with the wrong people. The people God has appointed to you await you in Africa….it is where your fruit lives. Sure, you may see some success but who knows the impact that Christ intended for you and the lives of others if you should aim for the land God has called you to.

Location of the call is critical to the work itself. I thought this was so profound. Some are merely on a detour and wondering why there is little impact with such great effort. Perhaps there is a question to place before the Lord today. For, wherever God has initially called you…you best get there…because there is power in position.

If you are not in position, then you are out of position…and HERE is not the same as THERE.


There’s a place of divine strength
Where favor rests on thee
A place of God’s own breath
That anoints thy stepping feet.

The place that is thy field
And marked with thine own name
Let not it waste on empty
This land is yours to claim.

The assignments given you
Are indeed filled with His strength
But if your serving “Here”
When “There” He’s  calling thee???

Striving it will be
And figs they will not grow
For fruit is ripe for thee
In vineyards you’re to go.

Remember Paul was called
And sent to places vast
Positioned by the Lord
To go with nets to cast.

So let the old land go
And get where you should be
There’s power in position
When sent there by the King.

January 20, 2017

A Talk Between The Father and His Daughter…. Wed, 11 Jan 2017 17:01:21 +0000 For years I have dared to run ahead zealous to complete that which I would see. Countless times I would venture on starving for your moves, anticipating your steps, running in faith. Yet, today, I am satisfied to tarry and wait for a sure plan. Where is the dear balance Lord? For at times I feel my waiting is a mere excuse of paramount self righteousness that covers beautifully an underlying fear of failure. A river of questions whispering, “what if I am not hearing you clearly?”, “what if I choose unwisely?”, “what if I lose it all again?”

At times I have a strong sense of direction only to find a pained arrow or two waiting that would send me another way. Joy radiates and my heart smiles at your gentle nudges..hope find another closed door. Unexpectedly locked.

Perhaps we are presumptuous at what we are looking for dear Lord. It seems you say “I am not creating success as the world sees….I am raising up my prophets, my teachers, and works of My Spirit.  Die to titles, die to taglines, die to striving….and live in ME…that I may live through you.  It will look very different from what is seen today.”

I see, Lord….we must turn around… you are all we need. I desire to be like Paul Lord. Perhaps Elijah. Most assuredly, David. Yet, you continue to show me the lot of such lives. With the joy of seeing the open heavens comes the exiled life. With the intimacy of birthing psalms and spiritual songs comes a war with the principalities causing temporary hiding in the caves. With the power of a prophet comes a life of absolute surrender..and possibly death. A keen hearing and seeing your heart.

Yes….Lord…we have it very wrong indeed. The budding ministry we pray for likely will wreck our lives when authentic..depending on the unique call of each. To cultivate a heart like yours will require a dark night of the soul. It skipped over none in your word. A night that awakens to joy after a long wait. The joy Paul experienced was from a jail cell …or truly a dungeon. A moment of utter anguish as Nehemiah over the ruins of a broken world and the overwhelming sting caused by you grabbing hold of my eyes to see what you see… yet, it is what I asked for isn’t it Lord? That you would let me see with your eyes? Perhaps we lack understanding when we pray?

So with these eyes of yours I see the betrayals, the hidden agendas, the impure motives. I see those stoned by the religious sect for intimate ways with you. I see the disdain and competitive spirits rise to murder their brothers and sisters. I see silence loudly proclaimed when injustice passes by. I see lukewarmness overlooked in your people as we merry in our retirements and daily gambling away our lives. Following you cost little to nothing for many. I see orphans and widows unattended and broken hearts awaiting tending. I see the sick with none to pray for healing and altars merely empty. I see friendships cast aside and families left but wounded. I see Lord…oh yes, I see. I see wrong becoming right and right becoming wrong. I see the abused called to endure instead of abusers called to repentance. I see knowledge overruling your Spirit and intellect becoming an idol. I see your daughters enslaved to a mindset and your gifts altogether unwrapped.

Then….I weep… and ask for mercy that I may not see any longer..

You answer me that it cannot be. “I have given you eyes to see. It is why your path was rocky and full of valleys. For you had to see the whole way…you have been in training. For this, daughter, is your ministry. That which I’ve prepared you are now equipped…arise…now go….RAISE A CRY in the land…be strong and courageous..I will go before you and will be with you.”

Yes Lord…



The Escape Route Tue, 03 Jan 2017 15:57:54 +0000 What if the Heaven’s shut up
Solomon ponders so…
A question worthy of thought
Today as storm clouds blow.

For Christ has given a path
One of safety and escape
But we will have to choose
This path that we must take.

He gave it pretty clear
For His people by which are named
As people of the Lord
Must turn from wicked ways.

The deceitful tongues and hearts
Idolatry and immoral ways
Pride and lust of the heart
The sin that sets ablaze.

His people..not the world
For they know not His heart
But people called by His name
Are the ones He calls to watch.

For indifference to hurting ones
And withdrawing from the fight
For tending to one’s self
While others mourn and cry.

For walking past the lambs
That bleed beside the streets
My people you were called
To bind the wounds of these.

For allowing enslaved hearts
Who I’ve called to proclaim
For taking rightful authority
From those who bear My name.

For My hand alone does choose
It seems you have forgot
The little Shepherd boy
Out tending to My flock.

Oh hear My people with ears!!
You are now far away
From that which I did mean
You’ve humanized my ways.

Where religious ways do wound
And bring the law back with bonds
These must also now turn
For this must too be gone.

For denying My power today
To work and bring true life
For without it is but lost
The promised abundant life.

To the lofty and haughty eyes
For rebuilding the veil free cross
For refusing simple hearts
To believe on ME when called.

The one who withholds My truth
Because you dare not believe
Nor Listen to counsel I’ve sent
You did not have eyes to see.

This is the only escape
For the coming storms and waves
Do silence the cymbals that clang
Where love no longer remains.

Where knowledge has usurped My heart
And I am no longer recognized
These too must now turn quick
For healing to come nigh.

If My people who are called
Who are Called by Mine own name
Would offer me their hearts
In prayer and humble ways .

If they might hear My cry
To sin which is hidden deep
It’s the little foxes that spoil
The forgotten that makes you weak.

January 2, 2017


“If I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or if I command the locust to devour the land, or if I send pestilence among My people, and My people who are called by My name humble themselves and pray and seek My face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, will forgive their sin and will heal their land.

2 Chronicles 7:13-14


Let His Glory Fall Tue, 03 Jan 2017 15:12:18 +0000 There’s a kind of Glory that falls
Where shackles are then unbound
Where professionalism is lost
And men no longer proud
Where one may lay prostrate
While others with lifted hands
No program…no routine
When Glory falls on man.

There’s a Kind of Glory that falls
We seem in the church to have lost
For pray we ask Him to come
But shut the door to His tongue.
A Glory that heals the sick
And quickens a penitent heart
Bringing a holy hush
Where weeping leaves lasting marks.

There is a kind of Glory
Not new but old and wise
The Glory Moses knew
And Pharisees despised
A Glory where God Himself
Comes low to then abide
Yes, when the Glory Falls
We’ll hear some desperate cries.

Yet if we lack in power
Perhaps its unbelief?
For lips are moving much
But hearts are far from He.
Dare ask revival to come?
We must surrender walls
To put away the fear
And let His Glory fall.

January 2, 2017

In the Cleft Wed, 28 Dec 2016 23:35:42 +0000 There is a place one must go
Where stones are cut so deep
A hidden place where darkness rests
Within a rocky scene.

A place where Moses dared to go
To watch the Lord pass by
A place alone just you and He
It’s where His voice resides.

A shield formed by majestic hands
Where God does whisper…”come nigh.”
Where one will see Him pass up close
No longer you’ll be blind.

He’ll tuck you in to come and dine
To show His glory famed
So in the cleft one must go
For more unsearchable ways.

December 27, 2016

If These Keep Silent Tue, 27 Dec 2016 14:50:11 +0000

He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out.”

Luke 19:40


“If These Keep Silent”

If you had known what was left yours
The peaceful hearts, the joy filled tours
The safety yours on My command
The sweet embrace of Heaven’s hands.

I come afresh and walk beside
My cities are lost with desolate cries
Empty hearts, souls, and minds
Now I weep the coming time.

If silent My voices and ordained sheep
Choose false comfort, false love, false peace
If carry you won’t the cross of Christ
Your silence will surely cause stones to cry…

December 26, 2016

The Spirit of Christmas by Shelly Wilson Mon, 19 Dec 2016 21:33:21 +0000 A warmth in my heart arises a notch
As Christmas is near and winter does knock
With cinnamon smells and baked apple scents
Foaming hot joe and cider to sip.

When music does soar and leaps in the air
Jingle bells ring and hearts tend to care
When joy and laughter arise in one’s smile
Yet something still stirs a tear to my eye.

The man with no home or family to see
The child whose alone no shoes on his feet
The lost and the lonely whose loved ones did leave
How can I too bring some Christmas to these?

The one who is saddened whose marriage dissolved
The woman depressed close to ending it all
The man who just lost his job in the Fall
Father please help me give love to them all.

My heart is does swell with burdens Christ gives
Things to encourage are the smallest of gifts
Knowing a heart to give miracles a go
Ask our dear Jesus for each one He knows.

What can I then give to each in despair?
Some kindness and love that Christ says to share
The Spirit of Christmas where God gave His heart
By giving us Jesus…its where we must start.

December 18, 2016

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His Power Seen and Heard Sat, 17 Dec 2016 21:45:42 +0000 At times you’ll close your eyes
And listen really close
You’ll hear the Father call
The wind from its dear home.

A rush of sound is heard
From the rustling of the leaves
And in an instant know
His power is heard and seen.

A smile will start to form
For He is making known
That for you to see
Residing from His throne.

And should the lighting fall
And thunder crash the earth
Hence we see again
His power seen and heard.

December 17, 2016

Take Thee at Thy Word Sat, 17 Dec 2016 21:15:20 +0000 Take Thee at Thy Word

What troubles thee dear child
For have you not yet heard
Thy promise is secure
Do take Thee at Thy Word

For covered up is sin
A hidden unbelief
Masked by darkened cloaks
Dare to trust in Me.

I hear the inner cry
A twisting of My Word
Yet truth is you but tease
To take Thee At Thy Word.

It sounds a bit aloof
A polished rationale
But what I see of heart
Is merely empty vows.

The reasoning must go
Grab just thy mustard seed
And take Thee at Thy Word
Lay down thy unbelief.

December 17, 2016

“Enlarge The Place of Your Tent” Fri, 16 Dec 2016 21:19:18 +0000 Isaiah 54:2-3

2 “Enlarge the place of your tent,
And let them stretch out the curtains of your dwellings;
Do not spare; (hold back)
Lengthen your cords,
And strengthen your stakes.

3 For you shall expand to the right and to the left,
And your descendants will inherit the nations,
And make the desolate cities inhabited.

For days the Lord has been placing this scripture in front of me, as well as the little word ENLARGE. Often, I find myself toying with obedience rather than simply obeying. Fear easily creeps the form of what if’s or what is not…rather than simply what is. I find this poem very specific actually from His heart. So very purposed. Perhaps you need the same nudge I did…let us dare to believe for more…

Enlarge the Place of Your Tent

A word begins to stir it’s course
The Lord does say “enlarge.”
But caution comes quick enough
To listen to further charge.

Stretch out thy curtains of thy tent
Don’t spare ..or dare hold back
Lengthen the cords to make some room
Make sure to pull the slack.

You’ll need His sight beyond the seen
A prophetic vision for growth
For without this the people are left
Naked and too exposed.

You must prepare to now enlarge
There’s work that you must do
You’ll likely need to tear down walls
And add unexpected rooms.

If you do not see past today
Growth will likely be stalled
For faith proceeds on up ahead
Not allowing a vision too small.

Strengthen stakes and drive them deep
For pressure is sure to come
If your not rooted deeper in Christ
The stakes will come undone.

In order to expand to the right and left
New people enlisted you’ll need
Enlarging influence requires new gifts
So Lengthen those cords for more reach.

If  you do desire borders enlarged
You must committ now to make room
Perhaps your vision has tarried awhile
Cause it requires new territories too.

December 16, 2016

*”You will have to make room in order to enlarge…and you will have to see “bigger” than you currently do.”

*Perhaps the vision is stalled because you have yet to prepare for its coming…

*To expand a home you tear down walls, build new walls, reposition doorways, and  at times add on space…

*Enlarge can also mean sphere of influence. ..add more people..increase your capacity or reach.

*To enlarge you must foresee that which is yet to be will require faith to move beyond sight..

Into the Wind Mon, 12 Dec 2016 15:56:47 +0000 It’s not around that I shall go
For Father is in the midst.
For veering from the dark storm cloud
Resists My Father’s kiss.

My strength in Him will anchor deep
As storms they ebb and flow.
Roots never learn their grip
But from a storm that grows.

Fear not that dark ole coming cloud
That sets the sky ablaze
Yielding strikes of lightenings glow
Or tornadic winds that race.

Turn not thy face to draweth back
For you are well equipped
For tis now time to settle scores
O’ Hell will scatter quick.

The power resting you deep within
Is waiting to be called forth
The storm you see that’s coming near
Will release His power more.

December 12, 2017

The King’s Heart Mon, 12 Dec 2016 12:02:47 +0000 What shall I need you ask?
For all I need is here
One I am with Christ
My Father gave me to Him.

For nothing is in lack
All needs are met in Him
For He calls forth the sun
The rain and winter winds.

What shall I need you ask?
Oh nothing I say again
For I have the most precious gift
The Kings Heart is mine to give.

December 7, 2016


Let Me Not Lose… Mon, 12 Dec 2016 11:58:13 +0000 Let me not lose thy presence Lord
For lesser and easier ways
Let me not veer from holiness Lord
No matter where this world strays.

Let me not find some solice Lord
In any thing, person, or place
Other than in thy presence Lord
At Thy throne upon my face.

Let me not lose thy passion Lord
For hearts of men you made
Let me not seek vain things Lord
But righteousness and Kingdom ways.

Let me not fall back in fear O Lord
And settle for Satan’s betrays
Instead let me be courageous Lord
Moving forward with unwavering faith.

Let me not lose thy power Lord
With worries and sinful tastes
But let me draw near again and again
To that fire with consuming embrace.

December 7, 2017

Reflections & News as we move into 2017… Wed, 07 Dec 2016 04:28:52 +0000 Hi Friends,

I just wanted to write a note to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. I pray so much you are soaking up every ounce of Jesus daily. He is so faithful to show me new things about delights and treasures in His Word and heart. Let me share with you where we are heading with Him in this 2017 new year…after a bit of pondering together:)


As I was praying this morning, I asked the Lord to make me abundantly fruitful in the coming days. It may sound odd to you…it did when I heard it come out of my mouth as well:)…but I said “Lord, make me like an octopus with many tentacles reaching out to people through many creative avenues.” I was praying fervently…but I laughed out loud at myself when this poured out of my heart. I think He was smiling too:) He does delight in our zeal for Kingdom work when it’s His heart.

For the past few days He has continued to put before me in many different ways a certain scripture:

16 Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.  James 5:16

While I have certainly had to walk through the necessity of the first portion of this the latter portion stirs within me. There are some critically and purposed gems in this power packed word.


to be active, efficient:—to be mighty in, shew forth self, to work, to put forth power


  1. having or displaying a passionate intensity.
  2. synonyms: impassioned, passionate, intense, heartfelt, sincere


  1. to have (or exercise) force (literally or figuratively):—be able, avail, can do(-not), could, be good, might, prevail, be of strength, be whole, + much work.

I find sometimes my prayers are merely shallow ritual. Repeated jargon where my heart is simply not really connected with the Lord. Yet He tells us the kind of prayers that prevail are the effectual and fervent ones. I find the more desperate my heart …..the more desperate my praying… which He seems to draw so tangibly near as they are uttered. I find He really isnt always pleased with my passive praying. He does desire us to wield the sword, pray in faith, and exercise our authority in Christ. This type of praying shows Him our trust and faith in Him. Many times I find myself simply praying in a state of unbelief. Oh, I wouldn’t necessarily notice it or call it that until He puts His finger on it..nor would you..but once you have been in the wilderness and find the meaning of what “fervent” looks like….you know there is a huge difference.

Many times in His Word He responds to a CRY… you will see the significance of this for me personally as you continue reading. May this encourage you to chase the rabbits with Jesus…you never know many times where He is taking you until you take one step..then another..then another. Don’t overlook the details..He orders every step!


The rest of the year for me will be a time of seeking the Lord deeply as we approach the new year. He really is calling His people to pray. How will we know direction if we never commune with Him. All travel halts to refocus on what He desires and He has been speaking very much. There must be a ceasing of striving I’ve noticed in my own life in order to be refilled with His Spirit. In the coming days I will be preparing to move my ministry office into Lone Star Church in Tyler, Texas to operate on the 3rd floor. It will be such a blessing to be centrally located to meet with the sweet hearts that long for time to share their needs and dreams with Jesus. In this will be a wonderful opportunity to listen to many and encourage them in their God given dreams.

As we ventured up stairs after church to look for the perfect room, the Lord beautifully chose a room for me with a room number that signifies “to raise a cry” . He is so purposed in all things. This seems more than appropriate since much that the Lord has entrusted to me surely is a heralding in its varying forms.

After discussions with my friend, Hunter Logan, in Louisiana, we have begun to prepare with him at HLE Radio for an expansion of the From My Closet to Yours radio show which will be housed within the walls of the new space at Lone Star Church. The space will allow me more room for preparing the publications and creating a radio station location for guests to be able and join me.

Please know I covet your prayers very much as I transition into a new ministry home in preparation for more Kingdom work.  There is much in line to publish in the coming days, many news songs stirring once again, and many who need a listening ear to voice the dreams Christ has placed within them each. February welcomes the Lord sending me back out to minister on the mission field. May we obey fully and love deeply that all men may know we are His disciples. I would ask you to pray for increased faith, strength, and health, as well as discernment to hear and see clearly the heart of the Lord in it all. May your Christmas be consumed with Christ…and may you pursue Him passionately…surrendering all for His glory…

Love Much,



The Almond Blossoms Thu, 01 Dec 2016 12:43:31 +0000 I woke to see an almond tree
with blossoms sweetly pink
So beautiful indeed it was
It made me stop and think.

For Christ has cause for such a thing
To send a message with
And when we look to see this prize
He speaks with Heaven’s wind.

“What do you see?” The Lord does say
And Jeremiah does reply
For I see the branch of an almond tree
And the Lord commends his sight.

For such a tree “awakens” first
When others still in winter sleep
It speaks of hastening and watchful waits
As blossoms bud for Thee.

With careful eyes Christ does watch
The performance of His word
And when the almond blossoms friend
Be sure His command is heard.

For in the air is quickened hearts
For Heaven’s host do know
That when the almond tree does bloom
Spring will quickly show.

Recall as well the ordained lot
The blooming of Father’s charge
For Christ performed again His Word
In the form of Aarons rod.
November 27, 2016

Jeremiah 1:11-12
11 Moreover the word of the Lord came unto me, saying, Jeremiah, what seest thou? And I said, I see a rod of an almond tree.

12 Then said the Lord unto me, Thou hast well seen: for I will hasten my word to perform it.


“Lo Debar…” Thu, 24 Nov 2016 15:43:39 +0000 Are you living now in Lo Debar
A place of desert land
No hope and no dear pasture
Forgotten it seems by man?

Are you hiding the tempest storm clouds
Lamed as a result of war
Wondering should e’re you walk again
With feet that were broken and scorned.

Afar off the King has remembered
His covenant of kindness to you
And what you never thought would happen
The King will restore you soon.

For His heart is full of compassion
And He knows the pain you have squelched
Robbed it seemed from the blessings
Your royal inheritance beheld.

When He comes you’ll leave the desolation
To the palace you will soon now go
For He shall restore what was taken
And give you your royal robes.

Lo Debar will be but a memory
Where hidden for years you did go
But now the King comes to carry you
To His table and royal home.

November 24, 2016

2 Samuel 9: 1 Samuel 4:4
Lo Debar -“no pasture, no word, no communication.”

The Release of a new “Hush Little Baby” Music Video Featuring the Refuge of Light Safe Home… Sat, 12 Nov 2016 17:36:11 +0000

For a few years the Lord locked hearts with my sweet friends at Refuge of Light. I not only admire their work but they are dear family to this heart of mine. The Lord blessed us both with a music video by the wonderful people at Glow Creative Media that features the Refuge of Light safe home and girls. It had been a dream we discussed for several years but suddenly the hand of God moved and surprised us all very unexpectedly … within a few short weeks the video was done with Hush Little Baby and released last night at the Refuge of Light Gala. The girls were an integral part in this video.

On a Personal Note:

I knew the song was special and important to the heart of God, for I remember well the very day He breathed it to my own heart. It has become one of our most intimate times together. It also shows the Father heart who cares so tenderly for His children. The song certainly is a very personal one for me as it was written from a place of deep sorrow. So there are many levels of healing declared in this video. Yet, it also represents the many broken hearts the Lord wants to tend in this hour…for He has a work for each heart to do for Him…and He is truly all about restoration.

It seems as well the Lord’s heart intent was to use it to serve as the song to represent Refuge of Light and girls who are now residing in the Refuge safe home. Girls rescued from child sex trafficking, yet now beginning to blossom with their gifts, talents, and dreams. You will catch a glimpse of them in this video and I pray it melts your heart. They are is the ministry itself. There is much need for provision to keep this home open and you may well never understand the obstacles the enemy continues to place perfectly to slow God’s work. However, this Refuge of Light family of mine answered a call…by simply saying yes…and losing their own lives…that others may find life and redemption through Christ. From sign language, to baking, to crocheting….we have singers, writers, and yes.. He is also raising up evangelists from this group. The Lord has had the last word in their little lives and also in the lives of their babies. The generational line has now been changed for the glory of God. They are now warriors rebuilding the ruins….

Today is my birthday and this was my personal birthday present from my sweet Jesus this year. But for my birthday presents I would like to ask each one viewing this video to pray about becoming a Freedom Fighter for these girls through Refuge of Light. For only $25 a month you can make a huge difference in their lives and the lives of other girls to come. As you also step out as He leads… you too will be fulfilling Isaiah 61

 The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;

To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;

To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.

And they shall build the old wastes, they shall raise up the former desolations, and they shall repair the waste cities, the desolations of many generations….

Love MUCH…..please share with your friends and family.



The Captivity of Sorrow Sun, 06 Nov 2016 12:58:44 +0000 As I finished my morning devotionals, one had something in it that stirred my heart so.. The word “captive.” In essence the captivity to that which Christ calls us. I pondered sorrow..and it’s captivity. I’ve wondered often as valley seasons linger longer than desired is this captivity a necessity to the heart. There is something about the captivity of sorrow that keeps fresh the ability to help another hurting soul. For this I wonder does Christ keep the wound open just enough to assure compassion that acts quickly. It can be a weight that simply holds one at bay constantly. One would like to forget it’s there and that it’s home is sure and firmly built. Yet, at any moment you can know your companion still resides with you. In those times, I’ve often tried to run from this friend, hide from it, smile to cover it up…but eventually I must get low before Christ to offer it once again for removal. Yet, He says…wait…it’s work is not done. Thus the cross remains.

Should your cross remain..and His command is “wait”…know His will is for restoration. In His time of appointing, He will bring you out. The captivity is where you will learn fervent prayer…likened to when His tears turned to blood. No longer will your prayers be shallow and disconnected to His heart…for He is near the brokenhearted…in a way that is unique. It is where all logic will go out the window and faith will arise to a place of trust out of pure necessity. It will be birthed out of mere desperation to survive.  Yet, something unexpected happens there in that place. There is a new and deeper intimacy others will not understand. Only Christ, Himself, knows exactly. You will long to move on, to remember what it felt like “before” this companion joined you..and it will be hard to remember such a time for sorrow seems to cover many memories. You will get frustrated and plead with the Lord for release tired of this weight that drags behind you..but the Lord says, “wait.” You will not understand, nor will others. Natural rationale would be that time heals and you should overcome. Yet on your own…it is impossible. Thus, you must wait still on the one who opens prison doors. Many will come to console you but this work of the heart can only be done by the Father. His love and mending is the only kind that is complete. His binding of the broken heart is meticulous and thorough. When His time comes for healing and the sorrow has completed the finished work….you will know. Until then…you wait.


If sorrow lingers in thine heart

Father bids thee “wait.”

For it has work that must be done

Father knows the time it takes.

It might seem harsh these prison doors

For chained alone it seems

Yet, Father watches patiently

And sees the tears that sting.

What’s sown in you is deeper still

Into the heart of Christ

For He has let you enter in

His depth of heart and eyes.

You are not promised what was before

The same you’ll never be

But you can trust the Fathers heart

To use your pain for Thee.

When others come and dwell so near

Their sorrow you will see

That longing look of deep despair

Not spoken are such things.

A gentle touch will grasp your hands

Your heart will yield soft touch

And Christ will send you off again

Where sorrow has sewn great love.

November 6, 2016

When Vultures Circle Sat, 05 Nov 2016 18:13:34 +0000 I was in prayer when I saw many vultures circling above…and I asked the Lord for His heart. This poem followed. We need His eyes to discern the spirits in this hour.

“When Vultures Circle”

I see many a vulture waiting patiently
Calmly circling up high
Watching for the perfect opportunity
If guarded your not with Christ’s eyes.

Trust that the enemy’s calculating
And discern the spirits you must
Lower they come so slowly
The vultures are drawn to His blood.

Their smell is so keen from miles away
They come with just a faint whiff
And come they do in a gathering
And often too many to sift.

Their focus now perfectly settled
On that tis allotted for you
Be cautious and sift with the Father
Making sure He’s shown you the truth.

From afar you might think their eagles
That come with wings of good plight
It’s why you must hear now the Father
Who sees vultures who circle in flight.

November 5, 2016

Priceless Jewels Sat, 05 Nov 2016 18:04:07 +0000 Be careful when settling it the will of God
When Satan has robbed from thee.
For we do let go of precious of things
When fighting would be His heart plea.

We give up too soon the goodness of God
Sent in earthly treasures and gems
Not the kind with any price tags
But those which are priceless men.

For what a great sorrow one day when we see
The enemy has come as a thief
Taken freely what was a gift
From Heaven’s heart and King.

Sad it will be the beautiful jewels
When Christ shows the enemy’s film
And we realize the loss in our lives
Was never our Father’s will.

November 4, 2016

The Sweeping Sat, 05 Nov 2016 17:59:20 +0000 A sweeping has come upon the land
Into agreement with evils chagrin
A hidden dark veil covering eyes
The precious elect are now compromised.

Winnowing now must soon commence
Dismissed are prophets of coming pits
Resisted their words, a famine ensues
Babylon now shall face great gloom.

Oh listen to the 400 prophets of old
“Go to the battle for God He does go!”
Yet all such voices lent to demise
And Ahab then fell to the arrow of Christ.

Given are hearts away to deceit
Natural minds to sin now released
Waited not Mine own for righteous of plans
“Give them now Saul appease the mere man.”

Oh jump from this cliff Satan’s voice rings
For I will then give all my kingdoms to thee
Yet Christ in His wisdom saw a wicked thing
That Satan did twist The Word for his means.

Think not lightly the sheer consequence
Of trading a sin.. for a sin.. for a sin
And when now does come the Mark of the Beast
Will you too then choose what “seems good” to eat?

October 27, 2016
Shelly  Wilson

1 Samuel 8
Matthew 4:5-11
1 Kings 22
Jeremiah 51: 1-53

Rebuild the Ruins in progress for publication Wed, 02 Nov 2016 13:41:16 +0000 Baptism of the Holy SpiritI have waited sometime for the Lord to release me to tell a most beautiful story. A story that forever changed my life with Christ. It was the day when He sent me what I had heard for years called the baptism of the Holy Spirit…the enduement of power sent for service. There was much leading to that very day and He has gently guided me on how to share the story in a way that might leave a legacy likened to the saints of old…which is my most heart felt prayer. It was a most cherished moment with the Lord where He would mercifully override all my previous rooted beliefs on the Holy Spirit and His spiritual gifts. Of course I was in the deepest valley of my life thus I was empty and lost of heart which I believe for me was a critical necessity in order for Him to come visit me in such a way. I often wondered through my years why such extensive discussion was given the Holy Spirit in the Word and the deep meaning of His dispersed gifts if we would rarely approach the topic within our churches. I believe the Lord has answered that question for me …yet that is for another time.

Our stories are so important…we must leave them behind for generations who will come after us. I recall the many books and biographies that have strengthened my faith from Dave Wilkerson, Leonard Ravenhill, DL Moody, Jim Cymbala, Watchman Nee, Oswald Chambers, FB Meyer, Carter Conlon, Teresa Conlon, Jackie Pullinger, and countless other named and unknown missionaries who were courageous enough to share their stories in a way that loved people to a deeper walk with Christ. Back then it was a glorious privilege to give a testimony of when you received the baptism of the Holy Spirit. These testimonies are critical in this hour to recover what the enemy has stolen from the body of Christ. Also, if we should withhold authentic stories then much depravity and disillusionment is given over to that which has been a false manifestation and misrepresentation of the Holy Spirit. Fear has been allowed to reign in this area and rendered us silent..yet Christ desires to rebuild the ruins in this season and time in history…

I always felt something in the teaching I received over my life was simply “rote” rather than “complete” compared to that which I read in the Word of God and graciously gleaned in the life of the disciples as they walked with Christ. I also wondered often why I was the way I was in some areas and seemed peculiar in a few ways that were often misunderstood by others, as well as myself. I have learned it’s Christ and His uniqueness in us each..and I have learned to love that in others. I have also learned that we must desire the spiritual gifts…as Paul implored. For we must in this hour discern flesh verses Spirit and earnestly pray for that which will strengthen the Church today. We have become a church built on talent rather than gifts of the Spirit…two entirely different things. While both He will use…one brings incredible life to a moment, situation, or person in a way that is from the divine throne. It’s this operation we are most thirsty for today.

My writings will soon be complete and headed to print that which will share a most intimate moment I had with my sweet Savior. Because of it I was able to read scripture very differently..for I was no longer bound to my own understanding or experience and just reading the text. The beauty in His Word is often overlooked in the little things due to our “up bringing.” Yet, if we dare not take another look we might walk underneath that which Christ desires us to have at His appointed time and truly will not be as effective as He desires us to be in service. For the traditions of man really do cause His word to be of no effect.  A rather powerful statement if you dare to ponder.

In an effort to walk in the Word, the booklet will include scriptures that helped me as the Lord began to teach me more about the Holy Spirit and His baptism thereof. I also answer questions of how it’s changed my relationship and working with the Lord on a daily basis in ministry. I included this because I always wished there was someone who I could have asked many questions to who would give me an honest answer without coercion involved. Also because I have heard the argument of those “I’m satisfied with all I have and do not need any more…” Yet if the Lord would allow me to give a glimpse of the significance to our work that rests upon the Spirit within us, I promise you… will yearn for the more. It is His gift to us and quite a necessity to our callings.  I also remember reading many many testimonies of other Saints aforementioned who shared there personal testimony of their own baptism experience and the elements surrounding the blessing. It would do us much good to simply return to the Saints of old in prayer, teaching, and things of the Spirit.

I can tell you my experience was nothing short of holy and beautiful…gentle and precious…and supernatural. Many will continue to try to explain away the workings of the Holy Spirit by fleshly reasonings that are simply grievous to the Lord. But I am here to share with you that His work is a necessity and alive and well in the earth today. The work of the Spirit will be a necessity to prepare His people for coming tribulation. It is not an extension of the gospel or any sort of an addition to it…for it has always remained within the gospel message itself from the very beginning. To avoid it would be to withhold the Word of the Lord from His people and for that we are sorely rebuked.

I would ask for prayer covering as we finish this project Rebuild the Ruins and that the Lord would continue to direct me and those involved in it’s completion.  I am most grateful that He continues to gently teach me that which I could never know apart from Him and His great love.






If you would like to donate to help print this resource you can go here.







Waiting the Wind Tue, 25 Oct 2016 16:42:00 +0000 If you listened to this week’s radio program, the Lord had me share about eagles and what it is about them that we are to be like. He has continued to teach me more and more about the Eagle and nudged me to live as one best I can. I love His lessons and the way He weaves Himself into His us wise instruction and visual aids to follow Him better..there is an important lesson we learn from the Eagle about “waiting on the wind…” that is much paralleled to our walking in the Spirit of the Lord.

“Waiting the Wind”

Today I sit on the edge of a cliff
Waiting.. just waiting..

Longing for the wind currents to shift
Waiting…just waiting..

Stoic and still paused for release
I’m waiting…I’m just waiting..

Listening for the gentle whistling of winds
Waiting. ..just waiting. ..

Dare not I do jump too soon or too late
Waiting…I’m just waiting. .

For power must come with Kingdom scaled weight…
So I’m waiting…just waiting. ..

But soon does His wind hover above
While waiting. . Just waiting

Commands then He does it’s time to “mount up”
No more waiting….no more waiting…

October 22, 2016-Shelly Wilson

Job 39:27-29

Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up
And makes his nest on high?

“On the cliff he dwells and lodges,
Upon the rocky crag, an inaccessible place.

Domestic Abuse Sat, 22 Oct 2016 14:28:41 +0000 A pastor friend of mine shared an article about abuse on Facebook and I had to agree with the fact that the church must begin talking about domestic abuse rather than staying clear of such a topic. It’s likened to abortion, pornography, etc…we would love to ignore that it’s running rampant so we keep silent….yet I fear this will not be acceptable when Christ takes account. Just wanted to share my response to his post and give you the link at the end to the article as well.

“This makes me heavy of heart…this topic…for I see this all…i mean….all….the time. I have ministered to so many lost under abuse..hopeless…and considering to end it all for lack of a way out. I see it most prevalent in the church today which has baffled me much. For we have become a safe haven for abusers. It does not take much to see abuse…if you truly want to see it…Most often times the church ministers to the abuser and the woman who endured years of abuse is overlooked, made an outcast for not enduring, and left alone. She knew it would happen that way and that is why she never told. Often she is not even believed. Somehow she didn’t pray enough, give enough, submit enough…or she was a nag and needed to change her ways..but I have found rarely is that the case. Likewise, submission is as “unto the Lord” and under legitimate authority..never outside the boundaries of the Word. Christ is not for abuse nor does He require one to live in it to lead another to Himself. A woman is not god of a man…let God be God…and she is as precious and valuable to Christ as any other. Also, the Word clearly tells us there are biblical principles to sin and repentance is a requirement before reconciliation is given while accountability is in place with strong boundaries for healing…..and we are to be a protective covering for those being abused in any shape or form….for we will be held accountable for turning a blind eye..

while I absolutely believe Christ loves all men….He was also sent to open the prison doors to captives….and in this case…the abused women are indeed captives…are we not bound by the Word to defend them, shield them, and bind up their broken hearts.”


“GO” Women’s Conference-Tyler, Texas Wed, 19 Oct 2016 14:29:04 +0000 Women are being called out by God all across our world. You’ve probably felt and seen it. Maybe your heart knows you’re supposed to be part of it.

Join women from many churches, ministries, backgrounds, and ages as we explore ways to stand shoulder to shoulder in order to see Jesus lifted high, the broken restored, and hope renewed.

There is a mounting revival right here in our city.
We invite you to be part of it.


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Let Faith Arise Tue, 18 Oct 2016 14:31:37 +0000 Let Faith Arise to believe again
In Christ the hope and Kingdom plans
To see Him as Commander in Chief
Calling for stones and slingshot belief!

Let Faith Arise and hold your post
For He will come in royal clothes
Let not thine hand and heart give way
To earthly things in worldly days.

For when the sea is before thine eyes
And waters deep with death close behind
He is the God of miracle supply
He still does part a coming tide.

He sends the weak and stature small
To conquer giants and hear His call
He has not changed from then to now
Lifting up Kingdoms destroying the proud.

Let Faith Arise and trust appear
Even if it seems unclear
Fast and pray and listen close
For in The Christ we must now boast.

October 18, 2016
Shelly Wilson

Brace Yourself Mon, 17 Oct 2016 13:48:44 +0000

Daniel 5-24 “Then from his presence the hand was sent, and this writing was inscribed. 25 And this is the writing that was inscribed: Mene, Mene, Tekel, and Upharsin. 26 This is the interpretation of the matter: Mene, God has numbered the days of your kingdom and brought it to an end; 27 Tekel, you have been weighed in the balances and found wanting; 28 Peres, your kingdom is divided and given to the Medes and Persians.”

Brace Yourself

I heard the words so faintly spoke
“Brace yourself.”

I asked O Father what this means
“Brace Yourself.”

Do I go warn the others Lord
“Brace Yourself.”

Will Thou please tell me more dear Lord
“Brace Yourself.”

I slip away to hear more clear
“Brace Yourself.”

I come against a spirit of fear
“Brace Yourself.”

I see the hand upon the wall
“Brace yourself.”

A writing hand from Heaven’s home
“Brace Yourself.”

Familiar words I have but read
“Brace yourself.”

“Mene mene Tekel Upharsin”
“Brace yourself.”

October 16, 2016

]]> A God Aimed Arrow… Sun, 16 Oct 2016 13:19:20 +0000 For several days Lord has been speaking to me on many fronts. Today He gave me 2 poems to which I had to pay very close attention. May He speak to you as He has me through them.

A God Aimed Arrow

Think not that God has limits set
For He controls all things.
And should we listen to His heart
He makes interesting ways for things.

For nothing He does is but before
He gains a prophet’s ear
So maybe friends His bow is placed
An arrow sent to pierce.

He lifts one up and casts them down
O dare we consider at all
That maybe He calls out to one
With visions of a coming fall.

For hundreds of prophets will tickle ears
While one stands among them all
And if you’ll believe He’ll pull His bow
Shooting straight with no aim at all.

October 16, 2016

1 Kings 22

Ahab and the False Prophets

22 For three years Syria and Israel continued without war. But in the third year Jehoshaphat the king of Judah came down to the king of Israel. And the king of Israel said to his servants, “Do you know that Ramoth-gilead belongs to us, and we keep quiet and do not take it out of the hand of the king of Syria?” And he said to Jehoshaphat, “Will you go with me to battle at Ramoth-gilead?” And Jehoshaphat said to the king of Israel, “I am as you are, my people as your people, my horses as your horses.”

And Jehoshaphat said to the king of Israel, “Inquire first for the word of the Lord.” Then the king of Israel gathered the prophets together, about four hundred men, and said to them, “Shall I go to battle against Ramoth-gilead, or shall I refrain?” And they said, “Go up, for the Lord will give it into the hand of the king.” But Jehoshaphat said, “Is there not here another prophet of the Lord of whom we may inquire?” And the king of Israel said to Jehoshaphat, “There is yet one man by whom we may inquire of the Lord, Micaiah the son of Imlah, but I hate him, for he never prophesies good concerning me, but evil.” And Jehoshaphat said, “Let not the king say so.” Then the king of Israel summoned an officer and said, “Bring quickly Micaiah the son of Imlah.” 10 Now the king of Israel and Jehoshaphat the king of Judah were sitting on their thrones, arrayed in their robes, at the threshing floor at the entrance of the gate of Samaria, and all the prophets were prophesying before them. 11 And Zedekiah the son of Chenaanah made for himself horns of iron and said, “Thus says the Lord, ‘With these you shall push the Syrians until they are destroyed.’” 12 And all the prophets prophesied so and said, “Go up to Ramoth-gilead and triumph; the Lord will give it into the hand of the king.”

Micaiah Prophesies Against Ahab

13 And the messenger who went to summon Micaiah said to him, “Behold, the words of the prophets with one accord are favorable to the king. Let your word be like the word of one of them, and speak favorably.” 14 But Micaiah said, “As the Lord lives, what the Lord says to me, that I will speak.” 15 And when he had come to the king, the king said to him, “Micaiah, shall we go to Ramoth-gilead to battle, or shall we refrain?” And he answered him, “Go up and triumph; the Lord will give it into the hand of the king.” 16 But the king said to him, “How many times shall I make you swear that you speak to me nothing but the truth in the name of the Lord?” 17 And he said, “I saw all Israel scattered on the mountains, as sheep that have no shepherd. And the Lord said, ‘These have no master; let each return to his home in peace.’” 18 And the king of Israel said to Jehoshaphat, “Did I not tell you that he would not prophesy good concerning me, but evil?” 19 And Micaiah said, “Therefore hear the word of the Lord: I saw the Lord sitting on his throne, and all the host of heaven standing beside him on his right hand and on his left; 20 and the Lord said, ‘Who will entice Ahab, that he may go up and fall at Ramoth-gilead?’ And one said one thing, and another said another. 21 Then a spirit came forward and stood before the Lord, saying, ‘I will entice him.’ 22 And the Lord said to him, ‘By what means?’ And he said, ‘I will go out, and will be a lying spirit in the mouth of all his prophets.’ And he said, ‘You are to entice him, and you shall succeed; go out and do so.’ 23 Now therefore behold, the Lord has put a lying spirit in the mouth of all these your prophets; the Lord has declared disaster for you.”

24 Then Zedekiah the son of Chenaanah came near and struck Micaiah on the cheek and said, “How did the Spirit of the Lord go from me to speak to you?” 25 And Micaiah said, “Behold, you shall see on that day when you go into an inner chamber to hide yourself.” 26 And the king of Israel said, “Seize Micaiah, and take him back to Amon the governor of the city and to Joash the king’s son, 27 and say, ‘Thus says the king, “Put this fellow in prison and feed him meager rations of bread and water, until I come in peace.”’” 28 And Micaiah said, “If you return in peace, the Lord has not spoken by me.” And he said, “Hear, all you peoples!”

Ahab Killed in Battle

29 So the king of Israel and Jehoshaphat the king of Judah went up to Ramoth-gilead. 30 And the king of Israel said to Jehoshaphat, “I will disguise myself and go into battle, but you wear your robes.” And the king of Israel disguised himself and went into battle. 31 Now the king of Syria had commanded the thirty-two captains of his chariots, “Fight with neither small nor great, but only with the king of Israel.” 32 And when the captains of the chariots saw Jehoshaphat, they said, “It is surely the king of Israel.” So they turned to fight against him. And Jehoshaphat cried out. 33 And when the captains of the chariots saw that it was not the king of Israel, they turned back from pursuing him. 34 But a certain man drew his bow at random[a] and struck the king of Israel between the scale armor and the breastplate. Therefore he said to the driver of his chariot, “Turn around and carry me out of the battle, for I am wounded.” 35 And the battle continued that day, and the king was propped up in his chariot facing the Syrians, until at evening he died. And the blood of the wound flowed into the bottom of the chariot. 36 And about sunset a cry went through the army, “Every man to his city, and every man to his country!”

37 So the king died, and was brought to Samaria. And they buried the king in Samaria. 38 And they washed the chariot by the pool of Samaria, and the dogs licked up his blood, and the prostitutes washed themselves in it, according to the word of the Lord that he had spoken. 39 Now the rest of the acts of Ahab and all that he did, and the ivory house that he built and all the cities that he built, are they not written in the Book of the Chronicles of the Kings of Israel? 40 So Ahab slept with his fathers, and Ahaziah his son reigned in his place.

Bait & Switch Sat, 15 Oct 2016 16:35:20 +0000 We have entered into a time in history when deception is the norm. The surrender to the call of Christ at all cost has gone out the window and we have given ourselves over to the world…yet Christ calls us to come out of her. “You are either for me or against me…” Hidden underneath media pushed to the American public is great and dangerous deception of an agenda of paramount proportion and thus begins the great falling away. Think not it is heavily one sided my friends…Satan is right under our noses. I would keep a peaceably Christianity should I avoid such topics and extricate myself from high topics and political bantering. Yet, never was I called to use Christ as a shield when I choose…but to uphold Him under all circumstances. Be careful lest we enter into an agreement with evil……for we might also share in it’s plagues. Align only with Christ and His Word…then trust Him as the anchor that holds. But may I remind you…there is always a cost to evil…whether lesser or greater…and silence is costly when called to defend the truth.

12They related Esther’s words to Mordecai. 13Then Mordecai told them to reply to Esther, “Do not imagine that you in the king’s palace can escape any more than all the Jews. 14“For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance will arise for the Jews from another place and you and your father’s house will perish. And who knows whether you have not attained royalty for such a time as this?”…(Esther 4:12-13)


“Bait & Switch”

A deep deception lies
Hidden from naked eyes
And when the door is flung wide
Satan will then arise.

For underneath the crust
Is hidden agendas of lust
A pact among the elite
My friends you must look deep.

Do dig now into the past
Relations that hold a staff
For universal themes will glow
And a “compass” will begin to show.

For set in motion long ago
Were pyramids and money troves
Connections made in wicked groves
And vowed were covenants of old.

Puppets are now on the scene
To allure us by fearful means
A mirage that causes a haze
And dulls our sense of taste.

For spirits unleashed now moan
With hungering flesh and bones
And many will follow now suit
The bait & switch in pursuit.

October 14, 2016

One Voice Sat, 15 Oct 2016 13:57:26 +0000 I have but one owned voice
To Thee I give thine all.
To harken on the course
To build a righteous wall.

To set upon thine watch
And see with holy eyes
Not lending to thine own
But merely Father’s cries.

To see the enemy’s ploy
To compromise thy saints
Trickery that agrees
And links with fearful haste.

For when I bent my knee
A surrendered soul to Thee
I vowed my voice to death
For that He died for me.

October 15, 2016

A Pierced Heart Sat, 15 Oct 2016 13:49:43 +0000 There’s a moment of naivity
When all seems safe and well
Then in one second draws
The enemy’s arrow from Hell.

And when your head is turned
He sets his aim just so
The target is your heart
And deadly the arrow blows.

The pain will pierce at once
Yet, stings ring endlessly
And what you thought was healed
Will open again to seeping.

You grab the arrow in hand
To pull it from it’s home
And to your knees you fall.
He hit the bull’s-eye zone.

And foolish you may feel
For down was then your shield
Yet Christ stood by The Throne
Commanding the Mighty Throng.

For that which He did see
He dresses now for war
And come He will so soon
Recovering all the spoils.

October 15, 2016

Hold Steady Fri, 14 Oct 2016 14:16:52 +0000 Stray not from Thine own words
Dare not look right or left
No matter what the cost
Hold Steady to My crest.

Fear not thy coming doom
Revival soon will bloom
Yet when My Spirit comes
I’ll crush deceptive rungs.

Watch with lofty eyes
From towers set on high
Imprisoned some will be
For Truth will capture these.

Chains will hold ones heart
Deceived by human thoughts
Hold Steady child to Me
I will protect the sheep.

My wings will keep you safe
So do not choose to stray
My Word is but a net
Protecting truth that’s kept.

My blood and name is true!
I, yes, will rescue you
And if My plan is thrust
Hold Steady…you can trust.

October 14, 2016

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]]> Quiet Thy Soul Mon, 10 Oct 2016 14:13:02 +0000 Quiet thy soul
Father says wait
For He is working plans.

To give thy child
Her heart’s delight
Be calm O’ little lamb.

Take heed thy warn
To just be still
Lest fleshly choices taunt.

Father’s good pleasure
Is the Kingdom to give
And He knows all your wants.

So quiet thy soul
O’ little lamb
Delight as His presence pours.

And fret not a bit
Trustworthy is He
He’s bringing immeasurably more.

October 10, 2016

Through It All… Tue, 04 Oct 2016 14:21:52 +0000

When the Son Shines Through Fri, 30 Sep 2016 16:19:52 +0000 Was a beautiful evening for a little walk and talk…as I rounded a corner I was blinded by the sunlight that pierced through much forest and trees…and at once…darkness fled…

“When the Son Shines Through”

When the Son Shines through
There’s healing in His wings

When the Son Shines through
The demons must flee

When the Son Shines through
Deliverance is here

When the Son Shines through
He restores all the years.

When the Son shines through
The colors dazzle bright

When the Son shines through
The darkness gives to light

When the Son shines through
A warmth enters in

When the Son shines through
He changes hearts of men..

September 29, 2016

Isaiah 58:8

Then shall your light break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up speedily; your righteousness shall go before you; the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.

Diamond in the Rough-Release set for Oct. 3rd on HLE RADIO.COM Wed, 28 Sep 2016 16:21:04 +0000

@ShellyWilsonDQK will be releasing her new single “Diamond in the Rough” with us on October 3rd!

— HLE Radio (@HLERadio) September 28, 2016

Wildflower Wed, 28 Sep 2016 15:35:26 +0000 I was driving to a doctor’s appointment when a sign caught my attention…it simply said “wildflowers grow here..” The word just grabbed my heart! So beautiful when this happens…it’s like the Lord exhales into your very soul:) I knew a poem was on it’s way…and as I heard the first line…”wildflower wildflower what tis this sweet name?” I laughed out loud and said..”I love that Lord!!!” …and my son again saw the wonder of God touching a man…(well…a woman). May He always see my delight even if I am unsure whether He understands or takes it all in as I would like sometimes. I am certain if I’ll share the journey moment by moment, not withholding a second of joy…He will remember…one day…

I pray you enjoy His message to us….this morning…it filled me with great joy today:)))))))))))))))))) to be one of His WILDFLOWERS! (read to the very end…the definition is not to be overlooked too quickly….:)


Wildflower, Wildflower
What tis this sweet name
Oh, are you just favored
For wildest of ways?
Or is it just merely
A most cherished name?
“Father made My heart..
To not be contained.”

Wildflower, Wildflower
Are hills thy dear home?
Or did our kind Father
Give freedom to roam…
Beyond the safe borders
Through valleys to grow
“Wherever thy foot steps
Twas given my home.”

Wildflower, Wildflower
Unique is thy dress
Captures The Son
When rain comes to press.
Risking such newness
Not toiling nor spin
May I be a flower

September 26, 2016

Matthew 6:28-29

 And why are you worried about clothes? See how the lilies and wildflowers of the field grow; they do not labor nor do they spin [wool to make clothing], 29 yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory and splendor dressed himself like one of these.

Joshua 1:3

Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, that have I given unto you, as I said unto Moses

” a flower that grows in natural places without being planted by people..”

(Webster Dictionary)

Weep For Jerusalem Sat, 24 Sep 2016 00:06:05 +0000 “Weep” He said for grieved am I
The tears they stream with burning tides
My stomach sick from broken ruins
“Weep my child for Jerusalem.”

Father, please, it’s much to see
The broken hearts now lost at sea
The love that’s cold in hearts of men
“Weep my child for Jerusalem.”

Upon My throne I hear the cries
The sheep now caught in darkened mines
The broken paths and roads to sin
“Weep my child for Jerusalem.”

The altar now profaned with lust
Treasures consumed by moth and rust
Hearts that worship with mere lips
Jerusalem now is in our midst.

Deaf to counsel sent from high
Breaking souls with wounding sighs
Lacking love to lend one’s hand
“Weep my child for Jerusalem.”

As in the ancient days of old
Where sin prevailed and hearts grew cold
Where pride grew tall and love had left
Weep I did for Jerusalem.

September 21, 2016

We have take off.. Fri, 23 Sep 2016 13:25:04 +0000 and we have take-off…

Jennings, Louisiana

I always enjoy my time in what seems to be a home away from home with HLE Radio in Jennings, Louisiana. To launch the new From My Closet to Yours radio show on Monday nights, I spent the morning of the launch as a guest with HLE Radio sharing my heart for the show and what I felt the Lord desired… 2 hours went quickly:) What a delight to this heart each time….not to mention the Lord had been ever close and sweet with me on the drive to Louisiana. Nothing in particular happened….I just felt like we were on another grand adventure…and I think we were both smiling a bit. ….He really does still have my heart…

We have prepared the Youtube channel to host each show after HLE airs them each week for those who miss the Monday night airings. The latest show will always appear on my home page at as well. There are 2 replays during the week on One at 9pm CST on Thursday nights and Hunter had it on his heart to replay the show also around 12:30 am on Saturday nights to let the Lord minister to those who might be out and about struggling in the early hours. This was good to my heart as well. Sorrow has a way of resting upon one in the wee hours of the night.  The enemy can be relentless at these times and draw people to many places of darkness. I am a bit behind uploading last Monday night’s show but I do have up the live interview from Monday morning for you to enjoy! I will be caught up by mid week with last week’s show, as well as this week’s show! Thanks for your patience!

The interview with HLE Radio is HERE if you would like to listen (grab some coffee:))

I am a little late getting the first show up on our channel but will hopefully have that up later today. For now, enjoy the live interview…and Thank you for listening..and praying. I would appreciate any prayers you might offer in this season. God is surely stretching me out of my comfort zone and desiring to show Himself strong in the midst of my weaknesses.

Love Much,
Shelly Wilson


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At Thy Bidding Wed, 21 Sep 2016 16:24:45 +0000 The word of the Lord came….then Elijah went. The word of the Lord came..then Jeremiah went…. and so it shall be with us today. There is a moment when Christ sends a divine call. It may come through a dream, a vision, a word from a messenger, through His word, or while in prayer….but when the call comes…go. There will be a natural reasoning that the enemy stirs up to delay your answer….resist..for the Lord does call and with an urgency in this hour. Souls will be at stake if we choose wrongly… consequence is heavy now. It will take pleading for His wisdom as did Solomon to hear His timing and directives….but when He calls you on…make sure you move then. Trust that His sword has been sharpened and the Holy Spirit will be faithful to perform His duties as you simply obey. Trust that He has trained you all along..even when you were most unaware..and know that in your weakness He will show Himself strong…

At Thy Bidding

Again I bow to quickened voice
For calling comes the Holy One.
And when I hear His shofar blast
At Thy Bidding I must “come” fast.

He has a need to which He calls
Prepare thy hands for climbing walls
Gird up thy loins for darkened lands
For much reproach now rests in man.

Warm up thy voice and open wide
For Holy Spirit will come divide
His sword will cut the marrow deep
Separating the goats and sheep.

Where sin does reign, His hyssop purge
He’ll leave us not in sin soiled dirt
He’ll rescue well from prison’s chains
And then declare “be no more the same.”

At His bidding ARISE women and men
For we are now as Jerusalem
And if we fail to hark His truth
Blood stained hands will fall on you.

This is a war of epic resound
Prepare for going now town to town
My Spirit will open the chosen doors
And I will lead you through the storms.

Remain alert and listen close
For trained you are to bend bronze bows
Thy hands are ready for battle most
So at My bidding you must now go.

SEPTEMBER 12, 2016

34“He makes my feet like hinds’ feet, And sets me on my high places. 35“He trains my hands for battle, So that my arms can bend a bow of bronze. 36“You have also given me the shield of Your salvation, And Your help makes me great.…

2 Samuel 22:35

When you are brought before the synagogues, rulers, and authorities, do not worry about how to defend yourselves or what to say. 12For at that time the Holy Spirit will teach you what you should say.”

Luke 12:11-12

From My Closet to Yours Radio Show GIVE -A-WAY! TONIGHT! Mon, 19 Sep 2016 21:45:56 +0000 IMG_20160919_071021Tonight at 8pm CST is the very first radio show From My Closet to Yours! Thanks to those who listened in live on HLE RADIO this am VERY EARLY!!!!!

As promised this morning,THE FIRST 5 LISTENERS tonight after the 8pm show at who comment below on how the Lord ministered to them through the message tonight…will receive our first Love Letters by Mail™ package called Bring the Rain! 

It will be full of love letters for you or a friend in need:) It will also include an audio message called Until the Rain Comes with myself that is exclusive to our Love Letters by Mail™ subscribers. Each month will include an audio message with your package, as well as other goodies that have been created to minister to the needs of our hearts. When you comment make sure you leave me your email and I will follow-up asking for your address….so we are able to keep it private for you!

May His love letters bless you and  yours…and pray about subscribing for the monthly delivery of themed packages…that has been prayerfully gathered with items to encourage you in your walk with Christ towards that which He has called you to!

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Dead Ahead Wed, 14 Sep 2016 13:22:26 +0000 You and I will have to be on guard as the enemy comes to distract the work Christ asks of us. Many times we have a vision but a good and admirable thing comes along…so we lay down our work to accommodate such a thing. Then suddenly we have come down from the wall and the vision is derailed and sometimes even destroyed. Yet dead ahead is a coming war in which Christ has prepared us to fight with Him. A war against the enemy for souls. A war to pull the brethren from the pits and prisons.

There is a supernatural discernment given by the Holy Spirit that we must have in this hour. We must become people of God walking in the Spirit of God….to see the unseen. We must cease taking everything within our human sight as the truth. For even in the truth at times there is just enough distortion to get you off course.  Stay on the wall….and hold your post. Watch and prepare for where THE CAPTAIN is taking you…and be very careful of voices sent to capture your attention away from that which Christ is calling you to do.

Dead Ahead

“Come here Ole friend,”
I cannot sir
For Christ has set a course.
Now I must stay
Upon thy stern
My Captains made His choice.

For I shall keep my heart sure set
Not right or left I’ll turn.
For there’s a land awaiting me
Towards the rising Son.

The battle plan rolled out and set
The soldiers are in place
Warring horses gallop strong
And smell the coming days.

“Come on ole friend
You have much time
Before the ship’s at port.”
Do not you understand dear friend
Dead ahead’s a coming war.

SEPTEMBER 10, 2016

Then the lookout called, “O Lord, I stand continually by day on the watchtower, And I am stationed every night at my guard post.

Isaiah 21:8

New Music Single Coming in September! Mon, 12 Sep 2016 17:23:36 +0000 In the next week or two will be the release of my new music single, Diamond in the Rough. You can hear more about this song by clicking on this VIDEO!


I am looking forward to hearts hearing the message Christ has given in this little song. May it remind you…He is working…and waiting patiently us to step into our places in the Kingdom. All that you have gone through is mere training…from the mountains to the valleys..

The Queen’s Crown Mon, 12 Sep 2016 16:25:07 +0000 It was a sweet day walking with the Lord..yet my heart quickly began to speak with Him about the sorrows of heart. I recalled years past all He has taught me…and the seasons of life that the enemy seemed to use to steal as much truth from my heart as he possibly could. Maybe you, like me, have had to fight to remember truth at times. It’s not perhaps that we do not remember the truth….but it just seems to be buried a bit deeper than before and covered with much debris..until finally He kindly puts His finger on an area and says…remember this. So He began again as a gentle Father does…telling me of the inheritance Christ died to give me….and you. As words came from my mouth…”I am royalty” it was as if a beckoning from His heart to say it over and over….to remember….then declare.  Amazing how His word will begin to stir and cause you to action of the most beautiful kind. I began walking taller as I repeated these words…and reminding myself who Christ says I am. I walked to a lovely tree and with a royal curtsy of course:) said…”hello my name is Shelly….and I am royalty.” Then I burst into was rather dramatic I must admit…

Ok Lord…I get it. I remember. Then as serious as He can be over a few days He began to re-position my heart for the coming hour and days. I love being His Princess…every little girl adores this thought. However, it is time to step into the greater calling of an heiress. The modern day Esther story really. One as a Queen…at the side of her bridegroom..the King. There are distinct differences between a princess and a Queen you know…something worthy of pondering through Kingdom eyes.

The Queen’s Crown

“You are a Princess,”  my Father said
But He just spoke of coming dreads
So I must step up into place
And as a Queen now start to reign.

No more milk but deeper things
Die to flesh for Spirit things
“It’s time you practice royalty”
Yet not the role you use to be.

For through the Valley of Baca long
A bridge you crossed to paths once gone
And meadows wait with harvest lands
Sheep are waiting prophetic winds.

Press deeper now My Spirit’s near
To give you strength and tune thine ears
For in your weakness, I’ll be strong
For I’m The King and I have called.

Remove thy dress and wardrobe dear
For it is time for new robes clear
It’s time to walk and time to tread
On serpents and scorpions up ahead.

Fear not for you are married tight
To Me, your groom, both day and night
Commissioned now to where I send
A straightened arrow released to men.

There’s  no more frills just battle gear
Swords and shields and words that pierce
Shoes fit tight to Herald loud
That which Heaven pours and sounds.

Submit thine all, carry My name
Exchange the tiara retired away
For mark the date both month and day
I crown a Queen to bear My Name….

September 8, 2016

September= “TISHRI” (the 7th Hebrew month)

The word "Tishri" means "to begin", for the beginning of Tishri marks the beginning of an agricultural year of farming and harvesting...


“New Beginning”

Weeping Willow Sun, 11 Sep 2016 13:05:35 +0000 I will never forget the evening I was praying with a group of women and tears began to flood me. There was a puddle at my feet when the prayer ended. However, the Lord had shown me something for a precious one in that room…she was in grief. It was a loss….though not a death. She was and is a strong woman of the Lord with a distinct prophetic gift given by the Lord. Yet, tonight the Lord allowed me to weep with one who weeps. It was as if I could also feel her pain. I have noticed over the past year as He keeps teaching me His ways and heart that this has happened to me on several occasions as I walk into a room. While the grief is real in the heart of someone around me…it is truly His own grief. I have said a thousand times that while the joy of the Lord will be our joy and we will share in His pleasures…we shall also share in His sorrows and griefs…if we remain close enough to Him. It’s part of Him dwelling in us. He walks, we walk…He cries, we cry. Today has been a day where He has allowed me to sense His grief…He is a loving Father and Lord who sorrows over His children and the lost-ness of a nation…

The Weeping Willow

Why does thou weep oh willow tree?
For gloomed despair has saddened thee
Yet you are beautiful as beautiful can be
And bring much joy to mine eye pleased.

Does thou too feel the Father’s grief?
His wounded heart when watching  sheep?
For we have turned our backs to Thee
And soon He must come stirreth ease.

Do you too see Thy pain that comes
The hurting ones and abusive tongues?
The religiousness that’s covers love
Buried roots of the risen Son.

Oh weeping willow I know thine heart
For Christ is one in Spirit taught
So when He hurts I feel it soon
He has a heart that’s weeping too.

Just as when Christ Jerusalem saw
Broke His heart and tears did fall
We too now do just the same
So I too, willow, weep in His Name..

September 6, 2016

By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion.
We hung our harps
Upon the willows in the midst of it.
For there those who carried us away captive asked of us a song,
And those who plundered us requested mirth,
Saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

Psalm 137 1-3

The King’s Treasury Tue, 06 Sep 2016 16:46:19 +0000 The Lord often has to remind me of His promises. I imagine I grieve Him often with unbelief. For  we may know what the Word says, yet when between a rock and a hard place we forget that which He has afforded us as heirs with Christ…daughters and sons. I wonder how often the angels shake their heads knowing all that is within our grasp..yet we reach shorter…and smaller… We do tend to reduce God to our human understandings and that saddens me at my own heart. He desires we know that which He has given to us and that we would learn to walk in it. In this we will not fret over circumstances…knowing all our needs are met according to His riches in glory…

The King’s Treasury

Silver and gold, jewels and gems
Father does own all of them
Loan them He does for thine own will
Purposed and planned for Kingdom thrills.

Cattle He owns thousands are His
Grazing below the trees and trims
Now by His Word an inherited lot
I shall not worry my futured plot.

Consider the lilies clothed and arrayed
The sparrows that feed from Heaven’s bread made
Elijah was sleeping an angel had made
A cake for his journey of lengthy days.

Commanded are ravens when Father commands
Also are widows in desperate lands
For Heaven maneuvers the heart of a man
To care for His people by His own hand.

His treasure is vast and never does end
From provisional monies to songs that can mend
Full of sweet honey from words of His Saints
Sent to a woman who needs increased faith.

Rain also captured, too is the wind
Called by My Father with His righteous  hand
Deer do give birth at His mere command
Ahhh the beauty of just taking that in:-)

For I am adopted and linked by His blood
That which Father owns now was offered His son.
And since now I’m family and precisely royalty
All the Kings Treasury is passed down to me.

September 5, 2016

And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.

A Smoke Screen Mon, 05 Sep 2016 14:13:33 +0000 The body of Christ is in great need of discernment in this hour…

Now when the adversaries of Judah and Benjamin heard that the children of the captivity builded the temple unto the Lord God of Israel;

Then they came to Zerubbabel, and to the chief of the fathers, and said unto them, Let us build with you: for we seek your God, as ye do; and we do sacrifice unto him since the days of Esarhaddon king of Assur, which brought us up hither.

But Zerubbabel, and Jeshua, and the rest of the chief of the fathers of Israel, said unto them, Ye have nothing to do with us to build an house unto our God; but we ourselves together will build unto the Lord God of Israel, as king Cyrus the king of Persia hath commanded us.

Then the people of the land weakened the hands of the people of Judah, and troubled them in building,

And hired counsellors against them, to frustrate their purpose, all the days of Cyrus king of Persia, even until the reign of Darius king of Persia.

The Smoke Screen

There’s a thick dense fog that covers minds
Seeing not the truth in sight
Hearing that which only they
Want to hear and want to say.

A veil it covers with darkened haze
The light of truth these coming days
For much is false and rooted deep
For we are now fast asleep.

We reckon not with Satan’s lair
For fear has caused us to only stare
Giving way with pride and toil
That which Christ gave us as spoils.

Up ahead there is a fight
A wrestling strong with darkened nights
If steeped we are in sin and stain
Likely we will not remain.

Does thou know now Heaven’s scent?
Or must we be so captured with
Unruly things hid in thy tent
As If our Father will not sift.

The smoke is but a screen you see
Set to cause a false serene
For right behind its sullen veil
Is Satan’s plot and door to Hell.

September 3, 2016

The False Prophet Thu, 01 Sep 2016 11:57:16 +0000 I found this to be a very good read..and so very true. I am gravely concerned for the body of Christ…we have little depth to our walks with Christ. We have settled on shallow topics and desire mainly a feel good message…turning aside much truth which leads us into rebellion. The Bible says “rebellion is as witchcraft.” We must dig down into the depths of Christ’s teaching regarding the workings of the Holy Spirit, our teacher, the issues of witchcraft so cleverly, but plainly, infiltrating our lives and church which so hinders the work of the Lord in our lives and the lives of our families. And there is the importance of prophetic truths and of course discerning that which is false. We have heard so much counterfeit that we now count void the authentic…very dangerous to do so in this hour. For we must hear from the Lord. This email was surprisingly sent to me this am early and it gripped my heart to share. May we understand to guard ourselves against false prophets who will rise from among us. May we see that which is ordained by man versus God in every realm of ministry. May we learn to “weigh” their words carefully..and see quickly any spirit at work that is not of the Lord. The Lord firmly calls His people in ways that are staggering. Today many have been ordained by man…rather than God Himself. May we have the Lord grant us greater discernment lest we be led into a complacent faith lacking true grit and commitment for the cause of Christ and lend us to follow voices that do not originate from Heaven.

by Art Katz

In Jeremiah chapter 23, God gives us a powerful statement about
true and false prophets. Talk about an indictment! It is one thing
to have an indictment against Israel, but when you begin to indict
the prophets of Israel, when the loftiest and the best and the
noblest thing has become the most profane, then that must be
a symbol or a statement of the low condition of a nation prior to
its judgment.

There is a conjunction between prophet and priest:
“The prophets prophesy falsely, and the priests rule on their own
authority; and My people love it so!” (Jer.5:31a).

It is remarkable how self-serving this reciprocal thing is between
heads of movements or fellowships and the false prophets, and
how comfortable they are with one another and how they affirm
one another. The people are in an unspoken agreement with their
ministers: “You present a biblical message. We will pay the bill
and have a Sunday service that will leave our lives free from any
kind of demand that would really touch our true vested interest
and value. We don’t want a message that is going to challenge
where our heart really is. We want to be able to say, ‘Amen’ and
‘We’ve been to church'”-and that kind of thing. As the priest, so
also the people. As the pastor/preacher, so also the congregation.
Into that situation we have to come prophetically – and likely be stoned!

‘”Therefore their way will be like slippery paths to them, they will
be driven away into the gloom and fall in it; for I shall bring calamity
upon them, the year of their punishment,” declares the LORD’ (v. 12).

It implies that there is not an immediate judgment, but that there
is an appointed time in which God judges those that profane His
house-those who originally had authentic and holy callings. That
may well be why the Lord is allowing to continue that which is
presently being called prophetic and is so popular, but for them,
as with the priests and prophets of old, there will be a year of
visitation or a time when God calls a halt.

There is a consequence for false prophecy. It will affect the entire
nation and therefore the entire church by the same principle.

“‘ Thus says the LORD of hosts, ‘Do not listen to the words of
the prophets who are prophesying to you…'” (vs. 15-16a).

Notice that God still calls them prophets. It is maybe because
the gifts and callings of God are irrevocable. They still retain their
official title, but what they are performing under that title is in God’s
sight an abomination. There is nothing more profane than when
the sacred is no longer authentically sacred. When we take the
sacred phrase, ‘Thus says the Lord’ and merely employ it as a
device to win the attention of our hearers, then we are desecrating
the sacred. We are making the sacred profane and once we have
done that, what else can be hoped for? If we are not as a priestly
people setting forth the distinction between the profane and the
sacred, what can be hoped for in the world? The ramifications of
what we are talking about are beyond any full grasp.

“They keep saying to those who despise Me, ‘The LORD has
said, ‘You will have peace’; and as for everyone who walks in the
stubbornness of his own heart, they say, ‘Calamity will not come
upon you.'” (v.16b-17).

This must be the very quintessence of what a false prophet is,
namely, the giving of a false comfort and a false assurance of
peace that does not regard the truth of the conditions that need
to be faced. It is an unwillingness to bring a hard word. The things
that are prophesied are normally flattering and encouraging to the
flesh, rather than challenging or threatening. False prophets have
historically prophesied peace when there is no peace. ‘Calamity
will not come upon you’ is unhappily the kind of prophetic statement
that is coming forth even today, especially in Israel. They are giving
a false comfort to those who are not even properly aligned to God.
Humanly speaking, we would not see these people as those who
despise God. God sees them, however, as despising Him and we
need to see it as He sees it. The false prophets are actually
bringing a kind of encouragement to those people who are already
out of right relationship with God and give them an assurance that
their relationship with God is in order.

“But who has stood in the council of the LORD…?”

Moses, who wrote the five books of Moses, could say of himself
that he was the humblest man on the face of the earth. That is
true humility, where we are devoid of any sense of spiritual self-
consciousness. We can merely state the fact of something without
any effect upon ourselves,because the humility is not a statement
to our honor. Humility is not something that man can work up by
himself on the earth and develop as a character trait. Humility is
what God is in Himself, and the only one who will display and
exhibit it, is that one who has been consistently in the presence
of God. It is humbling to be there and that is why Moses could
state it not as a credit to himself, but to God, out of whose
presence that humility was established. God requires still that
His prophetic men be in His presence.

I want to say that there is nothing more difficult for anyone than
this requirement. Everything contends against it-the dinner bell,
the faucet is dripping, the light bulb needs to be changed, the
dogs need to be fed – a thousand things continually nipping at
you that require attention. Even if that were not so, there is
something about the pulse of the flesh itself that is inimical and
opposed to seeking the Lord. Seeking the Lord is an extraordinarily
difficult thing and few have sufficeint incentive. It is a suffering,
and in fact, just to be more ruthlessly honest, it is a dying. Living
on the earth, in the flesh, in the world and in time, and to confide
and to commune with God, is an extraordinary and ultimate
attainment. If you attain it, then maintain it, because you do not
want to have to do it all over again. Can you maintain it and still
go to last night’s birthday party, and dancing, and hooting, and
singing, and stomping and not lose it or be jarred from your
sensitive spiritual place by what seems to be just a time of fun?
We are talking about something very critical. I would not expect
in the earth today many men who are in this place. What then
shall we say for the whole rash of prophets that have arisen in
recent years for there are many men professing to be prophets,
but are we hearing the council of God? God’s judgment about
the failure to obtain His word in that place is severe.

We can know when the word is out of the council of God because
it has this salutary effect. It will affect the nation or fellowship in
turning it toward God, rather than away from Him and from their
evil ways and their practices. I can remember a full gospel breakfast
where the speaker was from Sweden, a leading evangelical
personality, but it could have been anywhere. He was wearing a
Gucci shirt and tie and a silk-type suit, and he began by saying,
“The Lord has spoken to me this morning and given me a word for
you.” I leaned forward to catch every syllable that had come from
the heart of God. As I heard it, however, there was nothing from
God at all, but clichés, evangelical phrases and full gospel hogwash.
The men who were hearing that word that morning, and nodding
their heads, and “amening”, applauding and affirming, need to
know that there are consequences when we allow that kind of
monumental lie to be expressed and not to be contradicted. It will
deaden and dull our sensitivity so that the next time we will be
an even greater candidate for deception for anything that comes
down the pike.

There needed to be someone in that audience that morning to
get up and say, “I am sorry for whatever pain and dislocation I
am going to cause, but I cannot allow that phrase and that
statement to be made in our hearing without being contested.
That was not the word of God and we dare not allow that kind
of terminology to be employed merely to sanctify or to give a
kind of credibility to what is otherwise just an ordinary statement.”
How often is that being done and to what extent has our failure
to do so had a negative effect on the church today? We have
paid much for cheap, casual references to God, as if we could
invoke Him at pleasure or say, “God gave”, when He did not give.

The same ones who will dismiss God rudely are the same ones
who will invoke Him lightly. Prophets are called to come into that
whole scenario, and bring the sword of the Lord, and bring the
fear of the Lord, and the truth of the Lord to people who have been
long spoiled by such cheapy things as I am now describing, and
as every one of us at one time or another, more than we would
like, have experienced. This is why we have anguished and God
is calling a halt.

That is why there are false prophets. That is why, if I can say it,
the Charismatic and kindred movements themselves are kind of
false movements, wanting the effulgence of the Spirit and the
excitement and the activity, but evading the cross and the
necessity for suffering out of which the Spirit of God is given as
solace, comfort and power. We come back again and again to
the cross. The false prophet speaks words of comfort when God
would not have His people to be comforted, but to be agitated.
True prophets can bear the reprisal, the rejection and the
mortification of that word coming back into their own teeth. They
can bear giving the word and then someone cueing the piano
player to drown it out.

Prophetic anguish is to bring the word of God and then to have it
refused and come right back into your teeth. It is mortifying and
the antithesis of the joy and the gratification that comes when
the word of God flows out of you, and through, and into the people
who are receiving it. That is like tonic for your soul. We have to
be as willing for the one as the other, or we will not speak the
other. The call to the prophet is the call to the cross. It is a
frequent, if not continual form of suffering of an exquisite and
ultimate kind. Can we say, “Thus says the Lord” without actually
articulating those words or implying those words in your statement,
except that your word has come through the cross? It is out of
a death. It is not your own word, but His, which can only come
from that cross-centered place. That was true for the prophets
before the advent of the  cross. Elijah preceded the cross, but
he knew the death of it when he said, “…there shall be neither
dew nor rain these years, except by my word.” Jesus knew the
cross before He knew the cross. The cross only exemplified and
made visible the thing to which His life was all along submitted.

-From ‘The Prophetic Call’ by Art Katz.

The Ivory Tower Mon, 29 Aug 2016 15:43:45 +0000 There’s an ivory tower where we dare come low
Where all it seems perfect and never soiled clothes
The place at the well where a woman awaits
Needing forgiveness  some mercy and grace.

A place where the leper is touched by man’s hands
Where love manifests through woman and man
A place to reestablish another’s sure feet
Brushing them off to pursue destiny.

Yet… what I see most is polished so clean
Hands that are soft rarely ever working
For safe they have harbored themselves all away
From any low dwellings where others do stay.

So how then will Christ now impact a world
If clothes remain clean and never are soiled
If mingling and gathering become focused tasks
Never remembering the widows that lack.

That ivory tower must now be sound proof
From all of the cries of the hearts needing food
Fall on deaf ears for others to do
Yet Christ hears them day and night in His room.

So if thou is truly His and redeemed
Ye will come down from “high reasonings”
Wrestling much over the Hebrew and Greek
In ones ivory tower ...please come tend the sheep.

August 25, 2016

Amos 6:3-8

“Woe to those who are at ease in Zion,
    and to those who feel secure on the mountain of Samaria,
the notable men of the first of the nations,
    to whom the house of Israel comes!
Pass over to Calneh, and see,
    and from there go to Hamath the great;
    then go down to Gath of the Philistines.
Are you better than these kingdoms?
    Or is their territory greater than your territory,
O you who put far away the day of disaster
    and bring near the seat of violence?

“Woe to those who lie on beds of ivory
    and stretch themselves out on their couches,
and eat lambs from the flock
    and calves from the midst of the stall,
who sing idle songs to the sound of the harp
    and like David invent for themselves instruments of music,
who drink wine in bowls
    and anoint themselves with the finest oils,
    but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph!
Therefore they shall now be the first of those who go into exile,
    and the revelry of those who stretch themselves out shall pass away.”

The Lord God has sworn by himself, declares the Lord, the God of hosts:

“I abhor the pride of Jacob
    and hate his strongholds,
    and I will deliver up the city and all that is in it.”

When the Lord Speaks.. Sat, 27 Aug 2016 14:24:08 +0000 This morning I awoke early and the Lord brought a message to my attention by Pastor Gary Wilkerson. I knew quickly the Lord was speaking and I have attached a link below for you too to hear the video sermon…as the message caused a flood of tears that resonated with my own heart cry for some weeks and months….even years…as if watching it in slow motion happening.  I felt moved to send this message to as many as I could get to very quickly….and I pray we have ears to hear. I say this mercifully, but honestly, that some will choose  to turn it off…as we are a generation who no longer truly desire to hear from the Lord. We have become satisfied with hearing from men well constructed orations… and have given a platform to worship that is centered around flesh heart desires and wants rather than worship that is of spirit and truth….we have become an entertaining church with no weightiness or power…and as Pastor says in this sermon…we no longer discern the difference in our congregations, nor in our leaderships. We have replaced the necessity of holiness on our stages with talent and “yes” people willing to obey man rather than the call of the Lord. Yet Christ is telling us He will hear us….when we cry….This put me on my own face weeping before a Holy God that He would search my own heart and clear the stage of all idols, self ambition, lukewarmness, and lack of holiness. That He would open my heart to His loving rebuke and correction in this hour and restore any loss of discernment…that He would scan the smallest and most hidden places of pride, self righteousness, unfinished business, and attachments in my life that are not of Him. That He would awaken us to the “giving way” to ritual and idolatry that has now arrested His church. But if we cry…..He will hear….

May we be changed ….please watch the below video sermon…



Radio Show Premiers Sept. 19th Sat, 27 Aug 2016 01:28:38 +0000



Take Off the Shroud Wed, 24 Aug 2016 19:32:37 +0000 Many times we fail to see that which hinders us. When I heard the Lord say “take off the shroud,” my mind immediately went to that which blinds us. So often we never even know when truth is hidden and deception has a hold. Only when we are willing to see the truth no matter the cost..will freedom come. Very recently the Lord pricked my heart on an issue. He let me see a problem in another’s life..but I didn’t want to know about it honestly because I knew He would require me to lovingly address it. Sometimes no matter how much love and gentleness you have, it’s hard for people to part with idols and questionable practices. They become truly a cherished thing.  I had to face this in my own situation knowing that the Lord wanted to set someone free…and I had to be willing to have the conversation…no matter the outcome. For it is our charge to lovingly steer others towards holiness and a set apart life. Not set apart in a way that no longer impacts the world…but in a way that causes a lost world to desire WHO we have and how He made us free.

It is the same with our theology and beliefs. We likely are not quite teachable as we would like to think we are. We have become a people not very willing to reason the scriptures as Paul spoke of. However, I want to know when and if there is potential of me being deceived. We can be clothed in a shroud…that really is death attire. We also seem to have a pendulum that swings way too far in either direction. It keeps us from freedom in Christ. It’s likened to the many cages with no bars that we find ourselves in. Many times these hindrances stifle that which we are ordained by the Lord to accomplish here on earth. We certainly need our brothers and sisters to be watchman on the wall on our behalf that we may walk in the light and fullness of the gospel of Christ..leaving darkness never a place to hide.  Satan has been working for generations to put to death that which Christ wove into us for His glory….yet, it is time to be willing to let Him take off the shroud.

Take Off the Shroud

There’s darkness lurking still
It has hidden and concealed
Thy gifts ordained for thee
Thy inheritance from The King!

For Satan has fooled the lot
Preparing a wicked plot
And covered a mind with thoughts
To replace His authentic heart.

The lies were rooted deep
In sleepy and lukewarm sheep
Buried from thine own view
Was a shroud that covered truth.

A tomb was prepared long ago
For a Church of silence and woe
But Christ for His love will come low
And contend with His wicked foe.

For deep underground it may be
But the Master does resurrect things
His Spirit will now come arrest
The chaos and worldly unrest.

His light it will pierce through the blind
And cause many to be refined
He’ll come in His power and might
Consuming the dross with His light.

August 22, 2016

Simple Definition of shroud

  • : a cloth that is used to wrap a dead body

  • : something that covers or hides something

Source: Merriam-Webster’s Learner’s Dictionary
Calling the Wailing Women Thu, 18 Aug 2016 13:29:26 +0000 Call for the wailing women!
The Lord does bid us come.
The land is in desperation
And filled with deceitful tongues.

Skillful is what Christ is calling
For those who know now His heart
Who break now knowing His heartache
Who see too the enemy’s plot.

For death has come to our windows
Our children have now become prey
Our land forsaken and shameful
Rebellious are men now today.

A voice now is heard within Zion
A voice smothered by deepened tears
A weeping of heart from the Father
A shift now He’s turned to new ears.

Call for the wailing women!
As Esther it’s our appointed time
Arise to Your Place now in history
Though you have been subjected as mimes.

No wise man shall glory in wisdom
Nor mighty man glory in might
No rich man glory in riches
Only glory is given to Christ.

Teach thy daughters thy wailing
Our land now it is in ruins
So SPEAK thus says the Lord now
For many shall fall as refuse.

August 19, 2016

Jeremiah 9:17-24

His Garden Tue, 16 Aug 2016 19:43:07 +0000 I was driving through Mississippi to a ministry time when the rain began to pour. Not particularly fond of driving in the rain, I complained…and asked the Lord to stay the rain. Very quickly I heard these words..”do not despise my rain dear child….”

Of course I was driving so I could not pull over where I was to write His message beginning to come into my heart and spirit. Yet, He caused me to remember it. I forgot I had recorded it into my phone on my trip and left it untouched…until I found it once again today.

Our Father does communicate with us daily…in big things and little things. His wisdom also has purpose in all things…we can certainly trust His timing and reasons of the heart…

His Garden

Do not despise my rain dear child
For thirsty is my grass
My flower’s blooms now need a drink
And I need them to last.

Seeds are planted and shall die in vain
If rain I do not send
So do not despise my rain dear child
My garden today I tend.

I’m sorry, Lord, I do forget
And selfish I can be
Most my days I ask for sun
Forgetting your garden’s needs.

The tender reeds will remain bruised
If they do go unquenched
I shall not despise my Father’s heart
Nor the rain that you do send.

To Suffer His Will Tue, 16 Aug 2016 19:17:34 +0000 When Christ does give a blessed lot
That divides sweet friends and has great cost
When time it takes all day and night
To give to those in need of Christ.

When all seems lost and prison pales
When crucified by humans nails
When utter loneliness tries to keep
Your Spirit low with lying defeat.

When The Word of the Lord comes and calls
Calling you over a mountain tall
When valleys are deeper than ocean walls
When souls require you to lose it all.

It’s then that the meaning of life is known
When Christ is King and on your throne
When worldly cares now fade away
Many shan’t understand a life this way.

When clothes and jewels no longer gain
Affections deep from a heart that’s changed
When the urge to go and give His love
Is greater now than any tug.

When Christ is every breath of life
Leading you to abundant life
Life through death must manifest
To suffer the will of Christ is best.

July 19, 2016

    37 He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me; and he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. 38“And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. 39“He who has found his life will lose it, and he who has lost his life for My sake will find it.

Matthew 10:37-40

Learn to Reign Tue, 16 Aug 2016 18:39:27 +0000 There’s an endless supply of power divine
Waiting your royal decree and reply
For Christ has invited you utterly beside
To learn to reign with Heaven’s might.

Yet time and again thou forfeits thy lot
Removes thy ring with signet marks
And choose to decline an inherited spot
Shrinking then back from that which I’ve bought.

Should I be impressed with false humility
Impoverished souls and weakened Saint’s knees?
For I have given you all authority
To rule and to reign over principalities.

The land I’ve declared is given to you
Every sure step promised, tis’ true
But you are now hiding threshing from sight
Refusing to claim what cost a great price.

My blood has infused you with My righteousness
Dressed you in robes and finest of dress
Yet act as paupers, beggars, and poor
When all of My riches are yours I’ve implored.

So rise as did Esther the time now has come
Walk in Thy power to which demons succumb
Loose Me within you to war and to tame
Tis now the time you must learn, child, to reign.

August 15, 2016

  1. hold royal office; rule as king or queen.

Romans 8:17

 and if children, heirs also, heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him so that we may also be glorified with Him.

Galatians 3:29

And if you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham’s descendants, heirs according to promise.

 Psalm 16:6

The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.

 Colossians 1:12

 Giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light.

Unseen Treasury Tue, 09 Aug 2016 19:37:45 +0000 We must understand our roles in Christ. For the roles He has given to us in His kingdom declare a certain path.  If we do not understand this…frustration sets in as others have visible success and are able to employ “normal” avenues to fulfill their callings and destinies. It appears simple to many while you may seemingly struggle although you try the same daily functions to utilize your own God given gifts and talents.

I have found over my years that the call dictates the path. Most recently has Christ shown this to my heart. For example, the prophet placed by Christ will likely be unable to employ normal procedures for his or her success.  Christ requires a walk of obedience that is specific to the call of a prophet. What some may do…He or she may not. It can no longer be monkey see monkey do. There is no carbon copy plans for His Saints..only individual walks with Christ. Failure is sure if you merely follow others. For it is that we must follow only Christ and allow Him to lead us in the call that He has placed on us each. Some are also able to secure provision ahead of the needed time, while Christ requires faith in advance for some in order to see the Lord move. This does not mean either path is wrong….only required individually different in our walks. For He knows where we need to grow, as well as where He is taking us in His kingdom plan. It’s why you must be very careful to not blindly follow the worlds means of promotion, marketing, tips, or schemes. Honestly,none of this was needed in the Bible days. Simply put, John the Baptist “showed forth” when it was His appointed time. He did not have to work for it…except to seek first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness. It was not about his success….but obeying the Lord as He called each step forward. It was all about fulfilling the plan of God and the mission He created John the Baptist for.

Many times Christ uses the foolish things of this world …remember.  There is, my friends, an unseen treasury for each life. He must be your leader and when He is, He will instruct you in the way in which you should go…and the way in which you should go about it. Success to Him is quite different than we view it in this world…so stick close to Him….and listen for His Word for your life.

Unseen Treasury

Have you sweet child a stubborn will
To work thine own and not be still
Thy world’s promoted and packaged plays
Yet I shall keep thee from these ways.

Poor may be my heart for thee
That ye may now depend on Me
Try so hard but come what may
Worldly means…they shall not stay.

Success for some may sure appear
In ways that are predestined them
But you, my dear, it shall not be
For I am keeping you to Me.

Your moves will come when only hear
The Word of the Lord loud and clear
Yet until then in Word and prayer
Ye shall wait Thy Master’s care.

In such the case your hands are chained
Your tongue is tied, your name not famed
Do know I’ve stamped My jealous claim
Upon thine heart for coming days.

Do not compare thy lot to some
For I allow to each a “run.”
My sovereign hand appoints thine days
Thy garden’s sweet and pastures made.

Dare not to trod where others go
Resist thine flesh with honored robes
For Mine for you are humble means
Preparing you now for treasures unseen.

August 9, 2016

Report from the Mission Field-Rusk, Tx Sun, 07 Aug 2016 15:40:12 +0000 It was a trying week prior to Saturday’s event. I was in and out of bed most of the week unsure whether I would even make the God’s Warrior Princess Women’s Conference. Many were praying and I was unsure whether it was the enemy or something I needed to see from the Lord. Finally the day before the conference I was in such pain that I flipped my Bible open asking the Lord for a word in desperation. My Bible opened directly to Ezekiel 37…”‘The Dry Bones Live…”  I was reminded of a poem He had given me some time back…The Former Things...and as I read it… again, the mention of the valley of dry bones. In this, I knew the Lord was speaking to me.

He had engraved deep in my heart the prior week the poem “Loose the Colts...” for this group of women and the question…”what has you bound…or tied up?”  As it was time to give the message, I looked directly at my friend who had come to help me as I was still feeling not well. I wondered did she hear what I was hearing. It was a silence…a quietness…a hush.  His presence was so very commanding in this moment. As I shared The Little Peacock..for those bound in brokenness…I looked up and my eyes fell on one bent low with a tear stained face… It’s amazing what He allows you to see as He is working. As I delivered The Former Things one by one I saw hands covering faces….ahhhh, the dry bones will now receive breath says the Lord. “I will open your graves…” He has come to call them to arise. Take your place.

I watched one dear woman delivered so deeply by the Lord and knew what a mighty work He did for her as she shared her testimony with the group.  I knew somehow He has grand plans for her and her heart was so very tendered by His work in her. I smiled to myself as she walked up front and took the worship banners and began to dance before the Lord with such authenticity at the end….and I thought to myself..” yes, when you have been delivered in a powerful way from darkness…you will be a deep deep worshiper. You can be in a room full of people…yet never notice as the King captivates your heart. You will worship unashamedly. It was a beautiful moment to watch.

Today as I thanked Him once again for His faithfulness knowing how very weak I really am, I now must turn my eyes toward this coming Friday night to our local Night at the Well gathering in Tyler, Texas. He has given me a message called “Return to the Altar.” I continue to wait and watch as He brings me that which is on His heart…Many times it comes at the most amazing moment. It excites this heart….for each message causes me to dig into His Word more and more and listen intently to the Holy Spirit as He whispers such beauty.

Thank you for your prayers. I surely need them in this hour. May we draw nearer and nearer …..

Love Much,





Ezekiel 37

The Dry Bones Live

37 The hand of the Lord came upon me and brought me out in the Spirit of the Lord, and set me down in the midst of the valley; and it was full of bones. Then He caused me to pass by them all around, and behold, there were very many in the open valley; and indeed they were very dry. And He said to me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”

So I answered, “O Lord God, You know.”

Again He said to me, “Prophesy to these bones, and say to them, ‘O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! Thus says the Lord God to these bones: “Surely I will cause breath to enter into you, and you shall live. I will put sinews on you and bring flesh upon you, cover you with skin and put breath in you; and you shall live. Then you shall know that I am the Lord.”’”

So I prophesied as I was commanded; and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and suddenly a rattling; and the bones came together, bone to bone. Indeed, as I looked, the sinews and the flesh came upon them, and the skin covered them over; but there was no breath in them.

Also He said to me, “Prophesy to the breath, prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, ‘Thus says the Lord God: “Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live.”’” 10 So I prophesied as He commanded me, and breath came into them, and they lived, and stood upon their feet, an exceedingly great army.

11 Then He said to me, “Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. They indeed say, ‘Our bones are dry, our hope is lost, and we ourselves are cut off!’ 12 Therefore prophesy and say to them, ‘Thus says the Lord God: “Behold, O My people, I will open your graves and cause you to come up from your graves, and bring you into the land of Israel. 13 Then you shall know that I am the Lord, when I have opened your graves, O My people, and brought you up from your graves. 14 I will put My Spirit in you, and you shall live, and I will place you in your own land. Then you shall know that I, the Lord, have spoken it and performed it,” says the Lord.’”


I Want to Be Sun, 31 Jul 2016 21:57:09 +0000 Not too long ago a friend had received a burden for my safety. Needless to say, it’s been an interesting season. I did not think much of it at the time until something caused me to send a message for prayer a few days later. She had come by my house to check on me and my car was she left a note on my car. I was on the phone so never heard anyone ring my doorbell or knock….nor did I see any text messages of concern…until I heard someone beating on my back door. When I looked up my friend was frantically knocking and I knew in that moment she was more than concerned. As I opened the door she was almost crying as I hugged her and said “I’m Sorry, I’m Sorry…”

I had scared her to death and she couldn’t get out of town before making sure I was alright.  For days this melted my heart more and more. The Lord began showing me such goodness in this moment. A moment He knew I needed to see. I hope I am this kind of friend to others. When the road gets tough it’s nice to know someone is looking out for you and will barrel into your back yard and beat down your door if they have to:)

I Want To Be…

I want to be a friend that’s not just a friend
Not for what I can get but for what I can give.
Cherished for love and who I just am
Accepted as precious like does my Great I Am.

I long to do more than simply to take
But be like a friend whose courageous and brave
Who fights for the weary, the wounded, and weak
The very kind of friend who stands with one in need.

Thoughtful and respectful, a warrior in prayer
The one that shows up when desperation is there

A friend who does loveth in word and in deed
A friend who is present when death clips one’s wings.

I see I must mirror the best friend of all
Who runs to the broken and rescues the lost
Who weeps with the weeping and holds a dear hand
Who wipes a sad tear that drops in the sand.

Sometimes it’s as simple for the faintest of heart
To offer a note, a movie, a talk.
To ring a sweet doorbell unexpectedly
Just to check dearly on a sweet friend in need.

July 19, 2016

John 15:13

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

HLE Family Reunion Sat, 30 Jul 2016 04:11:22 +0000 March 18th and 19th is a gathering of HLE Artists and fans to fellowship and exalt the name of Jesus. It’s All in the family!

A Report from the Mission Field-Treasure Church- White Oak, Texas Sat, 30 Jul 2016 04:06:35 +0000 I had such a beautiful evening with the ladies of Treasure Church in White Oak, Texas this past Sunday night. The Lord had graciously given me a message for their sweet hearts called “The Skill of The Archer & His Arrows.” I had wrestled much days ahead pleading for His heart for them each. As soon as we prayed before service I was beautifully blessed with deep heart cries of His daughters. Freedom would be in the room indeed.

From where I stood I could see the Lord go after hearts. I knew of one struggling as I spoke of one losing a home…yet Christ had come to remind her the sparrows and swallows even found a home. Others responded to a call to lay aside every weight now to fulfill the call placed on each life…God needs all hands on deck now. Not one soldier can be spared.

As the evening ended Christ had come for several in which Satan had stolen their gift….and on this night…Jesus gave it back…restoring what the locust ate. Many testified of a need to “come out of comfort..” As He moved among hearts and the altar filled I heard the wailing cry of one dear sister and I scanned the audience to see the pleading with Christ and the tears as He comforted.

What sweet faces He blessed me with. As one came to hug my neck at the end she said a most profound thing I shall not soon forget….. “I envy your grief…because it took you so near to Him.” Days later I continue to recall this moment…and the familiar realization that Christ uses the suffering of the Saints to prepare them for other suffering Saints.

In this…I can only say thank you Lord…and here I am…send me…again.

Love Much,


Danger,Danger! Sat, 30 Jul 2016 01:28:41 +0000 I was walking the other night with the Lord. I heard something and turned my head to see a smoldering fire. It was a large brush fire from someone clearing land. I heard the Lord very clearly say “Danger, Danger” and I paused to receive a poetic message. May it speak to the hearts in need of hearing.

Danger Danger I heard Him say!
Fire is coming come what may
The embers kindled and simmer hot
Soon the smoke will smolder dark.

Danger Danger I heard Him say!
Christ is warning it’s underway
Check your heart “no doubt” you say?
Careful careful watch and pray…

Danger, Danger I heard Him say!
In thy closet one must stay
Or you may miss His leading now
Listen close for His safest route.

Danger, Danger I heard Him say
Does thou see Thy coming rain
Many will be deceived one day
Caught off guard as blinded prey.

Danger Danger I heard Him say!
Some ignore and dare to pray
Hear the bell ring at the door?
Open not to Satan’s lore.

July 24, 2016

I had to look up the meaning of this word to understand the context as I was uncertain when I received it. It has proved to be very interesting. The Lord is very intentional with His words.


a body of traditions and knowledge on a subject or held by a particular group, typically passed from person to person by word of mouth.

The Touch of God… Tue, 19 Jul 2016 01:05:16 +0000 Whether coming to Christ for the first time or as you go from glory to glory….His touch will be accompanied by tears…

Cry out your anger, cry out your bitterness, cry out your loneliness, cry out your loss. Cry out your hatred, cry out over your sin, cry out your brokenness….but do cry.

I fear the loss of tears in my life…for it is the gentle tending of the heart and emptying of pride that makes room for Him..

The hardened criminal will cry as the Holy Spirit touches his hidden pain. The bitterest soul will melt under the love of Christ as He moves upon a heart.

Make room for His Spirit in our lives and churches and we will make room for His tears to transform with healing power every man or woman touched by His glory.

May the altars once again be filled with cries…wet with tears as Saints arise…

Get Out On A Limb Mon, 18 Jul 2016 20:47:13 +0000
Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.
Mark 11:24

Get out on a limb I heard Him say
Risk My Name and pray.
Ask me whatsoever in prayer dear child
Believing in that which you say.

Confined you are my sweet little child
Safe your prayers do say
For little faith you show dear child
Ask for whatsoever today.

Read My Word, Oh, sweet dear child
Do listen to that which you say?
For reading means nothing, oh now dear child
If you don’t believe what it says.

I’ll ask you again get out on a limb
Request a due risk when you pray.
For I do await the faith in My Word
That you might believe what I say.

July 16, 2016

A Diamond In His Hand… Mon, 18 Jul 2016 20:26:36 +0000 Twas a melancholy day
Where storms they woo and sway
So I left for a walk with Thee
I needed to speak to The King.

As I walked around the bend
I noticed a feathery twig…
First one ..then another it seems
So a curtsy I offered to Thee.

For I noticed a path of royalty
I heard Him whisper “come my Queen”
Your bridegroom is waiting for you
Let me walk and talk with sweet tunes.

See love it is fullest here
And safe from the follies and fears
And a Father today you do need
So pour out your heart to me.

Oh Father at times its so hard
To continue with strength the barrage
Weariness at times does take hold
For our enemy is relentless you know.

Ah yes, my daughter, I’ve seen
My eyes are sure wise and so keen
So remember I’m there at all times
Faithfulness in you must arise.

Dare not look right or now left
As many hide deep in the clefts
Your rear guard is always in place
Gird up with my belt around your waist.

Listen in quiet for Me
Do stay until I calleth thee
For when My Word does come forth
Arise and walk with thy sword.

All Hell knows of your dear plight
For it is why they still do fight
Always be on guard and watch
For many a snare they will plot.

But daughter never forget
Your position in Me is deep set
Like a diamond set into gold bands
You daughter are a diamond in my hand.

July 17, 2016

Worship While You Wait Fri, 15 Jul 2016 03:11:06 +0000 Worship While You Wait

Upon thy bended knee
I cast my every care
Awaiting the voice I need
To come and rest right there.

Yet in the quiet calm
I hear the faintest sound
“Worship while you wait”
So I stand and look around.

I gently grab a scarf
Anointed for thine work
I set the music soft
Obeying what I heard.

For Father in His heart
Has called now for a dance
And as the notes do play
Worship lifts my hands.

Love it feels my soul
For all He is to me
For everything He’s done
And how He’s rescued me.

My struggles then did melt
Slowly in my mind
For all that I could see
Was Jesus’ hand in mine.

Not long the tears did come
For tender indeed is He
And not one room alone
Could hold my praise for Thee.

And as the music ceased
And my hands did lower now
The room was filled with peace
And the scent of His presence profound.

July 13, 2016

Dream Again Women’s Conference Fri, 15 Jul 2016 02:05:21 +0000 Location: Cowboy Heritage Church of Freestone County

Registration: 8 AM

Conference Time: 9 am-3 pm

Cost: $25 (Includes T-Shirt and Lunch)

For More Information Call:

Kim Carter: 903-644-6868

Lisa Pope:903-388-4502

When Satan Uses Your Heart.. Fri, 15 Jul 2016 02:00:53 +0000 We struggle so with how to handle certain situations. I have come to understand that Christ does desire freedom. We are to love fully while setting healthy boundaries. It is okay to say no and okay to refrain from situations no longer healthy for you and I. We actually are called to hold one another accountable…yet many of us silently allow sin, because we think it is the Christian thing to do. Sadly, often we are even counseled to do so. Yet it hinders growth for all. Christ always requires repentance from us…when we sin. Then comes reconciliation. Isn’t this true? Is there reconciliation to God without repentance of sin? There is not.

For godly sorrow produces repentance leading to salvation, not to be regretted; but the sorrow of the world produces death.
2 Corinthians 7:10

No one has the opportunity to change for their better if we enable behavior not of the Lord. Whether it is between us and God, our daily relationships, our marriages,etc. Godly sorrow, repentance, leads to reconciliation. If there is a relationship without authentic repentance…it will likely remain a broken one.Christ gives us a clear protocol in His Word on how to handle our relationships…go to the brother…take a witness…go before the church. How often do we really see this followed? Maybe it’s why we have little accountability in the church anymore. It seems everything goes.

I have been meeting people everywhere I go so hurt and in pain from even the body of Christ. They feel used, abused, and cast out.  Many times because they are mercy hearts who were either trying to help someone or they ended up enabling behavior that allowed a constant taking advantage of by others. The Bible does no condone or approve of us using one another for our own gain while not caring for each other as brothers and sisters. Many tell me when their storms came that were devastating few were found.  The ones they loved and helped whenever the need arose…were gone. He does not condone abuse in any form and require us to stay under it. I believe His heart aches at the way we handle one another. While murder, adultery, and other blatant sins are clear to us, we likely miss the hidden heart sins that cause our brothers and sisters to hurt. Do we care for each other? Do we manipulate one another to weave our way into an elevation rather than waiting upon God to “show us forth.” I see much usury in the body of Christ. We must be so careful here… is not the way of Christ. I have fallen to this temptation before as a music artist. However, I’ve learned Christ wants authentic relationships who honor and admire one another and who respect the gifts Christ has placed in us. He loves us to lift one another up..but only as He makes the way. I have asked the Lord so much to put His finger on my heart should I use people only for what they can give me…instead of loving them simply for who they are and asking God to help me see to their very need. Do I use people and what they have to offer in order to get me where I want to be? Do I offer myself to others when they are in need or only contact them when I want something from them? I so desire pure motives of the heart..yet our heart is so deceptive isn’t it?…we easily are deceived even to the point of rationalizing our behaviors. Likewise, the mercy hearts are abused over and over by those knowing they have giving hearts who desire to serve Jesus purely. The hardest thing for mercy hearts to do is to say no. Not every request is from the Lord, not every offer should be taken, not every motive is pure…often Satan is wrapped up in the details and will use your own gentle heart against you.

You and I will have to get good at discerning the spirits or we will be used up in a way that will hinder the calling God has placed on our lives. Set healthy boundaries. Love and help people but with the eye of God leading you and when He shows you a heart issue, or a hidden agenda and motive, do not fear having strong boundaries. Sometimes it’s simply that you are not called into a certain relationship…and that’s okay! Christ did not allow everyone to do as they pleased.  He adhered to that which the Father called Him to do. He was sent for a specific assignment and so are we. So be careful not to take on anyone else’s assignment…it could cost you greatly. If you and I do not become strong in our convictions, as well as protecting the visions Christ placed within us….His plan will be delayed or even thwarted due to our inability to give truth in love with a firmness that is confident in Christ.  Be cautious of manipulation, false guilt, and even false humility. Christ wants us secure in who we are in Him and who He has called us to be! Humility and meekness do not mean you allow abuse or controlling spirits to steer you…for if you do…the enemy will succeed in steering you away from that which Christ has called you to… pray through and always be on guard…for the devil is prowling around to see whom he can devour…

The heart is deceptive you know
For it wants to stay when it should go.
The devil can give it a nudge
In ways that Christ never does.

O Satan will use it on you
And soon you’ll be wrapped in rebellion too
Abused and mistreated you’ll be
In the name of Christ…don’t you see?

For Christ is all about truth
Ole’ Satan will distort it on you
He’ll make you think never to refuse
Not discerning the spirits against you.

He’ll love the heart into false guilt
False humility and also false will
He’ll bet your discernment is lax
And you’ll choose his version of grace with cracks.

See Christ calls us to see through
Manipulation and sinister views
When all seems safe and no harm
You’d better be careful of Satan’s charm.

He’ll tie you up in a tight ball
A web really it is after all
Your goodness he’ll use against you
He’ll send secret servants to use you.

Christ never intended your misuse
To be taken advantage, used, or abused
So test every spirit of man
That Satan has not your heart in his hand.

July 11, 2016

A Girl’s Night Out- with Night at the Well! Fri, 08 Jul 2016 03:11:09 +0000 gina bauman

Gina Bauman

Join us for a free Ladies Night Out with Shelly Wilson & friends, Gina Bauman, and Lynette Patterson. This evening benefits the ministry of Refuge of Light restoring young girls in a safe home for those rescued from human trafficking.

For more information click on this link :


Lynette Patterson


To Write Upon My Heart… Wed, 06 Jul 2016 21:17:40 +0000 I was worshiping this morning before the Lord when a song came on that mentioned “to write upon my heart..” This phrase wouldn’t leave me and I began to ponder and ask the Lord about what that might look like. Quickly, I saw a hand place His finger upon my heart and write….the word write actually means to inscribe or engrave…those words gave much insight into His process of writing upon our hearts..

I saw a hand come nigh
And watched it start to write
And as the cut grew deep
I winced with stinging grief.

Tis said the Lord inscribes
His Word upon thine heart
Engraving and chiseling deep
Requires a pressured plea.

To set thine words in frame
Assuring that they do stay
The etching must go deep
Or life may rub them free.

His writing will cut away
The pieces that need not remain
For after His law is in place
He’ll polish and seal it with grace.

The harder the surfaced heart
Will call for manipulations need
And Christ will write and inscribe
His love and name for thee.

In hearts who’ve yet to be His
Not yet drawn by Holy Spirit’s wind
He’ll give a new heart indeed
And claim it as His own sheep.

Time will now be required
To heal thy wounds of His love
For pain is often the tool
Chosen by Heaven above.

But then you shall not soon forget
The words inscribed on thine heart
For He has secured them well
With pressured pain’s and marks.

July 5, 2016

The heavens declare… Tue, 05 Jul 2016 00:55:55 +0000 FB_IMG_1467477371907 Saturday morning after returning from several days of ministry in Louisiana and Mississippi I woke up as I heard these words:

The heavens declare the glory of the Lord…

I could not remember where this passage was in the Word so I had to go look it up. I thought I would share the full chapter of Psalm 19 here with you. I have come to understand that all things He created point back to Him…from dandelions, to the rain, to the sunshine, the flowers, the clouds….and it is a great delight of mine when He leads me to study any of these treasures. Many times we dismiss them as so familiar…yet each one is so profoundly declaring His glory..

13567317_1416327835050848_4360605771352217054_nAs I recall this past ministry week, I have been so grateful for the Lord’s gentleness..with me and with those I was so blessed to love on. Only a few days before I left for my trip did the Lord give me His messages for Jacobs Well. I was swimming trying to clear my mind when I noticed a swallow continue to dip down into the water for a drink or to grab a little bug to eat (I am unsure of which)…and I thought it so peculiar. Never had this happened before when I was swimming. Then I went for a walk…I began asking the Lord for His heart for the women at Jacob’s Well. I asked Him to let me hear their cries…..He can do that you know? Yet, when He does it can be quite painful to hear.

13590494_1416327795050852_3132312529721792393_nAs I returned home with nothing but refreshment from my time with Him I was walking through the house when I heard His familiar whisper…”focus on the birds…” You see I had been putting together my next From My Closet to Yours magazine and I had already noticed the several poems about various birds. So, I pulled back out these poems, let Him show me the scripture hidden within each, and place the music He laid on my heart for each as well. It was the first time I had received a message that was mapped out by 5 poems all about birds. Yet, I knew that this was my sweet Father indeed. It would be just like Him to do this with me. He gave me His message entitled ” From a Bird’s Eye View.”

13533113_1416327911717507_6098195934741061224_nI wish you could have seen what I saw in those sweet faces that night as I shared about The Little Peacock, The Silenced Sparrow, The Swallow, The Eagle, and The Little Bird…. For each of them was represented in the audience. A precious one shared how she had asked the Lord that if He had anything for her on this evening that I would talk about sparrows:) Then yet another who had asked Him to cause me to speak on eagles early in the day…:) Two confessed they were the silenced sparrows in which Satan had stolen their gift..and they had quit singing. Clearly the Spirit of God came to restore their gift and take it back from the enemy. I began the evening by sharing about the dandelion just to explain the Lord’s way with me. Afterwards a beautiful face came to show me her tattoo of a dandelion that turned into flying birds as the seeds were blown by the wind. I honestly was almost in shock over the precise answers the Lord sent for these women. However, if you had been in the room with me and seen that as the music began….worship began….then the altar filled as they laid down their burdens before the Lord before we began….I knew the paramount importance of them getting a word from the Lord…and I pleaded with the Holy Spirit to give me the mind and heart of Christ for them. I thought I would weep a river before our worship had subsided into the message.

Somewhere over the Rainbow had pricked my heart for them as it mentions the little blue birds that fly high over the rainbow…and tears filled my eyes to hear one with a tear stained face explain it was the song her mom sang to her as a little girl…and now she sings it to her own…. such a good good Father…

Christ knows how to speak to us in a language we understand. He knows what we need and how we need to hear it. I watched Him pour over every woman there and answer their plea. He had surely let me hear their heart cries. It was one of the most tender nights yet in ministry. The tears were gentle like rain and our Father was precious with them. He desired to set free His little birds. For He has beautiful plans for them each and desires them to fly from their cages.

IMG_20160701_213627I am most grateful that I waited for His word for them..I am grateful that He sent a swallow to capture my attention, and I am grateful that He uses what many would consider “foolish” to touch the heart of His people. Once again, it causes me to long for more of His presence and voice in my life.


Psalm 19

The heavens declare the glory of God;
    the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
    night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
    no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice[b] goes out into all the earth,
    their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
    It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
    like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
    and makes its circuit to the other;
    nothing is deprived of its warmth.

The law of the Lord is perfect,
    refreshing the soul.
The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy,
    making wise the simple.
The precepts of the Lord are right,
    giving joy to the heart.
The commands of the Lord are radiant,
    giving light to the eyes.
The fear of the Lord is pure,
    enduring forever.
The decrees of the Lord are firm,
    and all of them are righteous.

10 They are more precious than gold,
    than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey,
    than honey from the honeycomb.
11 By them your servant is warned;
    in keeping them there is great reward.
12 But who can discern their own errors?
    Forgive my hidden faults.
13 Keep your servant also from willful sins;
    may they not rule over me.
Then I will be blameless,
    innocent of great transgression.

14 May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart
    be pleasing in your sight,
    Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Dear Lord….thank you for this….to the ends of the earth I’ll go…still…
Night at the Well-Tyler, Tx Mon, 04 Jul 2016 19:04:58 +0000 418062_171214419663754_328901363_nIt is a delight to announce Shana Strange will join me at Night at the Well as a permanent fixture. Her heart of worship and music with deep messages bore witness with my heart and spirit. I felt God was putting her in place with us for Night at the Well to continue ministering to us monthly.

We will continue to be led by the Holy Spirit as to what God wants said and done. It is great delight to simply follow in His beauty and heart. Join us if you can.

There is a $5 registration fee online or at the door that goes directly to support Refuge of Light and the safe home with girls and babies pulled out of child sex trafficking. Night at the Well started to not only minister but also to actively support Refuge of Light and the girls we have come to love and feel called to care for.shana strange

NATW is scheduled ongoing on the 2nd Friday Night of every month from 6-9 pm.

Love Much,

Shelly Wilson

Refuge of Light Gala Mon, 04 Jul 2016 18:38:36 +0000 An evening of celebration and memories with Refuge of Light as they look at the year 2016.

Music by Shelly Wilson

Tyler Petroleum Club

6-9 pm

Phone Number: 903-566-4444

Address: 15898 Eastside Rd, Tyler, Texas, 75707

You Missed It??? You can still watch the replay! Sat, 02 Jul 2016 14:46:52 +0000 IMG_20160630_205200If you missed the live evening with HLE Radio and myself you can go to this link on Periscope…

You can also download the app for Periscope on your phone and watch! I am not very familiar with Periscope so you may have to download the app onto your computer, fyi. It was a great night with the Lord and it aired in 165 nations…God blessed us with beautiful IMG_20160630_205405feedback and some special friends who encouraged us from Hong Kong!

Thanks to HLE Radio who are always on board with me and Jesus! Visit them at! We will have the audio version up on here on the podcast when HLE gets it edited and sent over to us…Be blessed!

Love Much,




This Daughter Sat, 02 Jul 2016 14:32:42 +0000 As I sit in a hotel room on a week of beautiful ministry, my heart turns to my Father…”Lord, I need to not think of what you will do tomorrow night or what even you did last night..but tonight Lord…”this daughter..” came from my heart. You might be surprised at a minister’s cry….God doesn’t wait to use you when your heart is healed or your life is together…oh no, He wants to take you with your brokenness and use you in it. It would be careless of me to not acknowledge my own personal needs of the heart before the Lord and only focus on those I minister to. For while on others He calls…I need Him not to pass me by. So, tonight I remember my minister friends who are always pouring out and setting aside their own life pains and struggles for the sake of the Kingdom…and with glad hearts we do..for He is worthy.. Remember the ministers today..and not just the ones in a pulpit on a Sunday morning but the ones out in the world going when sent. He is a good good Father and is faithful to tend His daughters and sons as they go tend to others..

Oh God I do love
To go when I’m sent
To love all your children
To help and to mend.

But Lord can I give you
Another request?
Tonight it’s “this daughter”
Who needs your dear rest.

While on others Lord calleth
Please do not forget
I too have some wounds, Lord,
I’m needing to tend.

My healing has come, Lord,
Yet in part, not full
But as I’ve walked forward
I’ve known to trust you.

I lay on the altar,Lord,
That which is pained
For it must be silenced
To go when you say.

I know in due time, Lord,
It shall go away
Unless Lord you needeth
This thorn now to stay.

Whatever thou chooseth
I’ll leave now to you
For understand well, Lord,
The Kingdom way too.

The sacrifice Father
And setting aside
At times is the duty
Of a minister’s cry.

Your tenderness reigns, Lord,
Embracing so well
“This daughter” of yours
When sitting a spell.

You never pass over
The hidden heart cries
Your love just grows deeper
Each day and each night.

JUNE 30, 2016

Show Me Your Scars Sat, 02 Jul 2016 14:17:19 +0000 I have had the beautiful grace of God to witness my scars bring life to others. I remember the first time I heard Beth Moore share her scars many years ago before she really became well known.  Because of her authenticity I was drawn to Christ. I had never heard this type of talk about God before. It caused me to yearn for Him and long to know Him the way she did.

It would be easy and probably more politically correct in even the Church of today to hide our scars…yet so many are broken and looking for a way to healing.  Our vulnerability is critical with God’s people. Being a minister does not exempt me from heartache and I have promised the Lord all pride would be set aside to tend His sheep. Certainly, there is an appointed time for all things…but when Christ presents an open door that will love someone to health and wholeness, fear not walking through it and showing your scars. It could be what breathes life into a dying soul.

I can see nothing I can equate
To that from which I come
But if you’ll tell me of your scars
I’ll show you too I have some.

For I may need a safer home
To share all I’ve been through
So hide them not from mine own heart
I need them to help me through.

Remove thy mask and pristine smile
Please tell me of your pain
For I need now to understand
Just how Christ made a way.

Not once have I but seen your wound
Have never you had to cry?
Oh surely life has brought some tears
Have you any scars of life?

I need thy hope to point me to
This hope that Christ speaks of
Please tell me how He carried you
And how you felt His love.

Oh, please don’t  hide and never show
That which still resides
Show me thine scars and tell me how
You still are able to rise.

June 27, 2016

Fully Engaged Sat, 02 Jul 2016 14:05:02 +0000 I spent countless years waiting for the weekend wasting days that could have been used for the Kingdom of God. It is telling when the Lord says in His word when He comes like a thief many will be going about daily celebrations, weddings, etc. Yet, we live a lukewarm life daily. Is your life with Christ simply a Sunday thing? A day we go to church, hear a sermon, fellowship with God’s people…yet every other day has really nothing at all to do with Christ Jesus? Does He direct your days?  Do you give when He asks you to give…the money which He has given you? Do you tend to God’s people daily as He sends them? Is your time spent working and doing entertaining things? Obviously, those things are not bad in and of themselves….The best way to check for lukewarmness is to evaluate your days… how have you spent them? Do you commune with the Holy Spirit? Reading His Word and talking with Him? Then do you take on the assignments He gives you daily? If not…we may be lukewarm. We give much time for sporting activities, vacations, shopping, etc…but how much is given to the work of God?  The world seems to believe these who do are extreme or “over the top” ….maybe just maybe it is how it should be…and your heart is simply lukewarm towards God and the things of God. Maybe for some reason His compassion doesn’t move you to act? He is clear in His word that He despises lukewarmness and will spew it out of His mouth. Careful to not squander your time, your finances, your days on things not exalting the Lord…for when He comes, we will account for it my friends… He loves us dearly…but He is Lord..Pray and fast…seek the Lord and His heart daily…and obey all He says to the best of your abilities. This He will honor. He has a job for you to do…don’t let the enemy steal your inheritance because you got sidetracked with this world. Be fully engaged with a God who is fully engaged with us.

It is the cry of a tender Lord
To unleash in us His sword
Yet casual we do tend to be
When fully engaged is the King.

Racing around in the days
Nights are filled with more play
But these times do not call for bits
But fully engaged Saints of His.

Work work work has replaced
Prayer that’s fervently prayed
Fasting is now lacking too
The enemy is coming real soon.

Shallow our hearts disregard
The readiness that now must be shod
For when grand rebellion does pursue
Many will die way too soon.

If thou could see in a glance
The horses that ready their prance
Fully Engaged you would be
No more of this lukewarm living.

June 26, 2016

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I Wanna Be A Big Tree Sun, 19 Jun 2016 03:45:32 +0000 I wanna be a big tree Lord
But I always seem too small.

Would you grow inside of me Lord
And help me grow up tall.

I wanna be like an oak Lord
With roots no wind can sway.

I wanna be a big ole tree Lord
Am I any closer today?

I wanna sit at the top Lord
To check out lands afar.

But climbing is so hard Lord
And falling leaves such scars.

I know some treasures lie Lord
Tucked away to find.

So give me some more courage Lord
To finish my long climb.

I still wanna be a big tree Lord
You listening Father to me?

Cause like a child I’m gonna keep on asking Lord
Until you give it to me;-)

Luke 18:1-8

Persist in Prayer

with the faith of a child…

He will make you an oak of righteousness

The Waiting Spirit Fri, 17 Jun 2016 19:04:04 +0000 “The Waiting Spirit”

Oh wretched soul of mine
That dare not quiet noise
Where flesh it wrestles rest
Too loud to hear the Lord.

An inner struggle raised
For solace in the night
To empty all the day
And silence all the strife.

Addicted to demands and deadlines!!
No longer our hearts know life
Of peaceful respite and quiet
Of yielding our hearts and minds.

For when it’s our time at the throne
Withdrawals are seen and well known
For barely can we now but sit
In His presence without restlessness.

No longer we’re able to hear
For Satan has consumed our ears
With voices and busy to dos
That enter now in the prayer room.

Retrained now we’ll have to be
Committed to wait before Thee
A “waiting spirit” we do now need
To seek first the Almighty King.

June 17, 2016

]]> Back Again- “A Girls Night Out” -Tyler, Texas Thu, 16 Jun 2016 02:24:47 +0000

Shelly Wilson Ministries with the Night at the Well evenings presents ANOTHER GIRL’S NIGHT OUT! But this time it’s a PAJAMA PARTY!!!

We have made available tickets for $5 to benefit Refuge of Light and the home for girls! Grab your you know…seating is limited!!! Come enjoy coffee or tea and goodies made by the sweet girls from the Refuge home!

This will be a night of LAUGHTER AND LOVE. We’ve decided to call the evening CRAZY GOOD!! We will have a party atmosphere of celebration for the good things God has done! Also sharing stories of how God speaks in CRAZY GOOD ways!! Come ready to have fun and fellowship and rejoice!

You don’t want to miss Tammy Whitehurst as she makes your tummy hurt with laughter, Sandie Dickey as she gives you hope through song, and Shelly Wilson as she shares some beautiful ways Christ has spoken to her through the years! You will leave encouraged and more in love with Jesus than ever!

We would encourage you to bring any friends needing a bit of laugher as good medicine and a dash of hope for any hurts!


HLE Radio Presents, An Evening with Shelly Wilson Live Tue, 14 Jun 2016 12:45:56 +0000 Live in the HLE Radio Studios will be an “Evening with Shelly Wilson.” A full concert and time of ministry will be aired live and streamed live on Periscope. Join Shelly as she gives her heart and the message Christ has placed on her heart to listeners.

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An Evening with Shelly Wilson Live, at HLE RADIO Studios Tue, 14 Jun 2016 12:43:04 +0000 Live in the HLE Radio Studios will be an “Evening with Shelly Wilson.” A full concert and time of ministry will be aired live and streamed live on Periscope. Join Shelly as she gives her heart and the message Christ has placed on her heart to listeners.

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Summer Showers Tue, 14 Jun 2016 12:35:10 +0000 Awakened by gentle droplets
I hear My Father’s cry
“Come see Thy blessed showers
That waken souls so dry.

My people need refreshing
For death has but crept in
Slowly smothering goodness
And slowly allowing sin.

I’ll send the rain to water
The seeds within thine heart
To sanctify thy holiness
To keep them set apart.

Oh drink that which is falling
Restrain it not from thine lips
My wind I’ll send when needed
To deepen your roots a bit.

The earth will sprout forth with shouting
A replenished and fruitful land
And you, my dear, will too also
As you surrender under My hand.

June 14, 2016

Audio Message recorded Live at Falvey UMC, Wells Texas Fri, 10 Jun 2016 04:23:02 +0000

To Wink at Sin Fri, 10 Jun 2016 04:10:04 +0000 We wink at sin with each sunrise
Little regard for holy lives
Desiring grace and Heaven’s way
Yet refusing to lay each hindering weight.

We orate well Thy Word and “love”
Yet hold at bay sanctifying tugs
If truth be told what Christ may see
Is a man really born again to Thee?

Thy lamp and light, Thy Word of truth
Yields no passage that sin comes through
While grace is readily given….true
A heart must now surrender too.

To know His name is not enough
Or believing He is does not mean trust
For one must come up under Him
And bend a knee to His Lordship.

The devil himself knows of Christ’s fame
The angels too who fell from Heaven’s gates
Yet they refuse to give their lives
Over to THE SON,….The Risen Christ.

If thou believe in other ways
In every path that giveth grace
Then wink at sin indeed one does
For Heaven’s gates open only through ONE.

And if thy life is steeped in sin
Yet calleth Christ thy God.. Amen?
Oh check thy soul my dear sweet friend
For one may need to be born again.

June 9th, 2016

I am the way, the truth, and the life
No one comes to the Father but by ME…

John 14:6

15 “If you [really] love Me, you will keep and obey My commandments.

John 14:15

13 Then the Lord said,

“Because this nation approaches [Me only] with their words
And honors Me [only] with their lip service,
But they remove their hearts far from Me,
And their reverence for Me is a tradition that is learned by rote [without any regard for its meaning],

Isaiah 29:13

22 Many will say to Me on that day [when I judge them], ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, and driven out demons in Your name, and done many miracles in Your name?’ 23 And then I will declare to them publicly, ‘I never knew you; depart from Me [you are banished from My presence], you who act wickedly [disregarding My commands].’

Matthew 7:22-23

Derailed Fri, 10 Jun 2016 02:46:33 +0000 Such a fascinating word, “derailed.” I heard it a few weeks ago and failed to sit and ask the Lord about it until this morning.

The enemy comes with you in mind
For what he sees is Christ inside
He knows thy call and sets his mind
To steal from you your gifts and rights.

Secured are you in Heaven’s Call
Yet Satan will come distract us all
And soon your  train of destiny
Becomes derailed with lessened steam.

A train may not yet leave thy track
Yet it’s unable to finish laps
Moving stifled, no “forward go”
Stuck in time from Satan’s bow.

We must be wise to see his work
Discern thy good and evil lurks
For you may find that truth now is
You’ve been derailed just a slight bit.

You’ll have to now make some repairs
A little off can not propel
The tracks still strong and Christ He waits
For you to get back in your place.

A master of a ship knows best
The route that’s tuned by instruments
That if they veer the slightest bit
You’ll end up where Christ never meant.

June 9, 2016

“Derailment”- When a train runs off its rails

A Few Praise Updates! Tue, 07 Jun 2016 12:34:48 +0000 Good Morning Friends!!

Prison to PriaseIt has been a good month with the Lord. I finished a little book called “From Prison to Praise” that blessed me so and reminded me of the power praise has to break chains. Then God led me once again to begin praying the prayer of Jabez in 1 Chronicles 4:10

1Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, “Oh, that you would bless me indeed and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” And God granted his request.

Never has God asked this of me that He did not have something in His heart. As that prayer daily was lifted up to Him, He began leading me to prepare for more travel. His words to “roll out a map” stirred so in my heart as I remembered Corrie Ten Boom’s stories of God directing her to places and without hesitation, or even provision…she went. I do believe God is readying a people to simple GO when called. The world is changing..many will be against us, yet we must not stand down in this hour.

With no knowledge of what God had placed in my heart, my Pastor’s wife called to share with me a conversation she had just had with a precious woman who is also a wonderful PTSD counselor at our church. They had been discussing that they needed to “get Shelly back on the road ministering..” So, confirmation came beautifully and was so encouraging:) Isn’t the Lord so beautiful! When He wants to do something…He will let us know!

I also have to give another praise that has touched my heart as a gentleman from church spoke with me at the Night at the Well event last Friday evening. He has been diagnosed with a possible cancerous tumor. While awaiting results, God had him pick up the From My Closet to Yours poetry magazine and as He flipped it open His eyes rested upon page 5, “be still and watch the salvation of the Lord..” and He knew the Lord has just given Him a touch. Just last Sunday he gave a report that he is cancer free. Halleluyah!

That story is why we keep going friends….many many need encouragement…no time to quit now. Many need The Christ in you and the gifts He has given us. It is time we learn to possess the land.

Bless you and press on!


The God of Recompense Mon, 06 Jun 2016 03:39:10 +0000 I have spent time learning God’s names over the years. I found a great reference source with Tony Evans on his study guide of the names of God after the Lord gave me this poem. I was walking through the house when this name of God came to my heart suddenly. I have met many recently who have been robbed by the enemy in certain areas of their lives. Truly we must remember God sees all and He is just and He alone will fight for us in our trials with the enemy. I was grateful for God’s prompting from the Holy Spirit on this one…it ought to give us great comfort that we have a God of restitution….that it’s not just one of His names..but it’s His very nature.

Today I stand firm in this harsh fight
The enemy’s met his match
For I am tethered to a ship
Whose Captain holds firm it’s mast.

No longer shall I go to and fro
Tossed by wave after wave
For it is enough! O Satan hear now!
Christ’s  power is released this day.

I shall walk toward thy Goliath, no fear
For the army of which I belong
Not seen with the eye but known with thy heart
Will destroy the enemy’s throng.

Awoke I did strong after a rest
Not one but many a deaths
Christ’s stone it did roll and now has too mine
So prepare now Satan for recompense.

Oh beware, Hell’s hosts for now it is clear
And now I shall head straight for you
As did the Egyptian run after the lion
No fear of impending doom.

I carry with me the Great Adonai
My Healer and Provider of all
Yet now shall arise  Jehovah El Gemuwal
And now comes to recompense it all.

May 25, 2016

For the destroyer is coming against her, against Babylon, And her mighty men will be captured, Their bows are shattered; For the Lord (Jehovah) is a God (El) of recompense (Gemuwal), He will fully repay. – Jeremiah 51:56

His Arrows Tue, 24 May 2016 01:23:38 +0000 It would be so inaccurate to consider yourself not valuable to the Kingdom work. For you and I are His hands and feet. If we carry the Lord within us….how then can we take lightly our role in His plan. The gifts in you are significant..not accidental..they were placed there to reach people for Christ. We are many things in His eyes and in the daily love we show others. We are royal heirs, warriors, daughters, birds in His flock, wolves in a pack ( in a good sense), we were the Father’s gift to Christ..and we carry the precious treasure of Him within us. To the world we ought to be carrying the wind of His spirit pointing them to Jesus. We should shine love and light…as He radiates through us. We are so imperfect, yet He chooses to use us. We are weak..oh very…in our flesh..but when God moves in…well we are strong in HIM! We are entering a time now where we must learn to walk in the light of who Christ is within us! His fullness..His compassion..His authority..His gentleness..

He wants to speak through us, use us….He wants us to see with His eyes, and hear with His ears. He wants us to discern through what is seen..He wants us as sharp arrows sent to His targets to win souls for Him and encourage our brothers and sisters to endure the fight! He knows our frailties, our weaknesses, He knows our afflictions…yet He is still residing in us. As we draw near to Him..He draws near to us. As we sit and listen..He speaks. We carry the very fire that ignites souls, awakens sleepers, stirs up gifts and hope in others. We ought to be burning long! The spark ought to cause heads to turn and hearts to yearn for what we have…for WHO we have! So take your place friends…God needs us now….as David Wilkerson has said…”Christ can not spare any of His ministers now….everyone is needed.” We must now go spark a forest fire that burns for Christ.

Born again as His warrior
Yet a daughter of His.
With needs deep as water
For He knows the very long list..

Although I am strong
Yet still I am weak.
And though I know Him
Oh, Still I must seek.

A King’s kid am I
Of royal decent.
A diamond cut rough
A pearl in pain’s sift.

His stream in the desert
With life giving flow.
His human clay vessel
That He must still mold.

A work still in progress
Yet new …not the old.
A Shepherd of pastures
For mending the fold.

An ant in His work force
Linked to His crew.
A wolf in His pack
In the laborers of few.

A bird in His flock
Building His nest.
Ready to fly
Through storms that will test.

The feet and the hands
Of the blood riddled lamb.
A Temple of His
Now sent to heal man.

The Love of Himself
Clothed in but flesh.
A gift carrying Him
For a world needing rest.

A light in the darkness
That stores up His oil.
His flickering flame
That warms those in cold.

The fire that does spark
A forest to burn.
The wind that does blow
With His Spirit’s turn.

His arrow so sharp
And pointed to mark.
Aimed at a target
To tend now a heart.

His flower that’s blooming
His seed planted deep.
His drops of the rainfall
To tend those who weep.

A voice in the wilderness
Preparing the way.
Calling His people
To Arise to their Place.

MAY 20, 2016

Imprints of Love.. Thu, 19 May 2016 01:07:02 +0000 Let me tell you of  2 stories of 2 women who have forever left imprints on my heart.

The first precious one I have had the pleasure of shadowing many times. She is wise and precious woman of God who is now 76 I believe. What amazing gifts of wisdom I am learning from her. She has a true legacy of love for God’s people..especially the hurting. When she first moved here from Virginia she was so diligent to check up on me after we initially met. She truly wanted to make sure I was doing well and offering prayer and encouragement weekly.

Soon we would share lunch or I would go visiting with her and I realized some major holes in my love for God’s people. I have always been good at discerning needs and even delivering miracles as the Holy Spirit led me..however what I saw as a profound treasure was my friends strong follow up and attention to details. She spends all of her days meeting with those God gives her ….for hours sometimes. Then she prepares for them little encouraging notes, articles that she felt would be helpful to their struggles, and scripture or words from the Lord she felt was for each. She is always delivering things to people. It is not uncommon to see her holding a handful of items with names written on them. Her endurance has completely floored me. She can run circles around me…:) But within her is the love of Christ to set His people free and to see them whole. She recognized early in me some needs and for some time has gently nudged me to pour into others, sift through the prophetic words from the Lord, share what Christ has given me, and she has confirmed for me what I have known for years…always have an arsenal of tools ready in season and out of season.

I keep her stocked with music cd’s, books, encouraging postcards, and magazines that she diligently uses for Kingdom work. So do many others. She never wastes a resource…and she is always using that which Christ births in His people to encourage others. She prints many of the poems God gives me to hand to hearts in need of a NOW WORD as God points them out! She is always mindful of the art of giving….and the impact it makes in the Kingdom.

I confess I have fallen so short here. We are good at first connections most times, but we quickly forget our brothers and sisters in need. Yet this woman fills her days with appointments, phone calls till midnight, and countless love notes to which I have personally been the recipient of…she has also supplied many in need of nutritional gems she felt might help a weary person build strength…and has impacted the area for Christ to more people in 2 years than I have ever seen one person do. One thing is for sure…she is in it for the long haul with each heart. Her desire is to see them released from cages and free to be all Christ created them to be.

She has also been a beautiful person who knows how to confront a stronghold with love and grace…where she says..”I love them enough to share truth and allow God to work.” She has been an encouraging voice seeing uniquely the gifts Christ has placed in me and others…and nudging many forward despite hesitations..pointing us to the author and finisher of our faith…never allowing me once to stand down from the call placed on my life..even when I felt I could not go on.  She has challenged me to hear His voice alone…and follow.

She is a missionary…she lives by faith and rarely shares her own needs with others. Because she has simply “shown up” time and time again for the needs of others…she has earned the trust of many and when she speaks…..others listen. She is fulfilling the great commission. She has not been ordained by a missionary board, recognized by any organization, or funded by religious organizations….but she is exactly what the disciples were…pure and simple. I want to be like her when I grow up:)

Now, this 2nd woman I may never meet again..but nonetheless she will never know how much she impacted me in one meeting. I sat in a small women’s conference with my mom. It was during a tough season and I was praying no one I knew was there..except a friend who was speaking and a few others I would recognize. I sat in a corner quietly and hoped to remain unseen for the most part…until the pastor said “someone here needs deep healing and our guest (the lady I am speaking of) would like to pray with you…the Lord says if you will let Him go deep He will heal your broken heart.” The tears broke like a waterfall and I knew I had to walk up to the front…as I did this precious older woman..with years with Christ and an incredible tender heart tucked one arm under mine and gently pulled me to her. She began to pray and I wept. Then she tucked her other arm under my other arm and laid my head on her shoulder..and she prayed softly and stroked my hair. She squeezed me so tight in one huge hug. I could hear her say every once in while…”now now…” and like a gentle grandmother just rocked me awhile.  The world disappeared..and I no longer cared about the rest of the room. The pastor continued to pray with the congregation and let God take as long as He needed…and for quite a long time this spiritual grandmother prayed over my broken heart. As the service was ending, she grabbed my hand and said “come sit by me..” and for the rest of the service took her hand and gently placed my head on her shoulder in our chairs and like a little girl rocked me gently as she began to put my needs before the Lord again. I heard her talk with Him about my heart…and say things she could have never known about my sorrow..and although the pastor was closing out the conference..she continued to pat my leg and rock me gently as she prayed. When the conference was over the Lord had showed her my struggle through prayer and she offered another little sister in ministry her cell number to “please call me anytime…” She shared many of her own experiences in ministry and encouraged me not to give up. I had never felt the literal hug of Christ until that moment. The unhurried and authentic heart caring of one of His wounded lambs. She might have been there as a speaker but she she was the real deal….she was not just interested in a presentation but the power of Christ touching a hurting heart…and she was willing to take her time and hug me like Jesus…

The significance of this to me was the day it came to be my turn to offer this gift to another. I saw the brokenness of a sweet friend and all I could do was put my arms around her, her head on my shoulder, and pray as her tears drenched my jeans as we sat on the floor. I remembered exactly the woman who did it for me and I learned that sometimes the best thing one needs is our time…hugs…and someone to sit with them and weep also …gently laying another’s needs before His throne.

Lord, I need more of this kind of love and heart. Help us truly care about others. Help us get involved in their lives. Help us understand prayer is wonderful yet not all that is needed. Feed the poor, clothe the sick, bind the brokenhearted, weep with the weeping, hug the hurting. This is how people will know we are your disciples….it’s the kind of love that caused you to pause and heal on your way to the cross. To weep when you saw your friends weeping. This is where we lack most Lord….we keep withdrawing from the fight for our brothers and sisters…yet only you can give us this kind of love for others. Love that fights for each other…love that holds tight….love that stands between the devil and our brothers and sisters. This is the love I want…

Love Much,


The Lambs Are Down Tue, 17 May 2016 02:45:19 +0000 May we see and hear His heart…for He is weeping over His sheep…

The Lambs are down I heard Him cry
A piercing sound from Heaven’s might
A clash of thunder with lightning speed
A righteous anger from deepened grief.

I charge My people to tend the flock
Mend the wounds for they’re in shock
Give warm blankets to bring to life
Restore their joy with labored cries.

The Lambs are down I say again!
All Shepherd hearts must now commence!
Gentle hands with surgical tools
Repair the holes with teams of 2.

Get the beds in rooms of pairs
Unite the brethren against despair
Some will need some help to breathe
So give the oxygen mask from Me.

Bind the hearts with bandage strong
Walk and talk and help along
Feed The Word to one and all
And sacrifice if help is called.

Prepare Ye now thy cabinet full
Stock with medical utensils
Bullet wounds infected deep
You must be now My hands and feet.

My heart does echo Ezekiel’s cry
Strengthen the weak who’ve almost died
Bind the broken hearts so frail
Love them back to hope and health.

Seek after those driven away
Find the lost and limping strays
The Lambs Are Down!!! Again I say!!
My very own sheep have become prey.

May 16, 2016

Ezekiel 34

June “Night at the Well” Evening Mon, 16 May 2016 10:46:42 +0000

There’s a Sound… Tue, 03 May 2016 20:22:26 +0000 There’s a sound of Heavenly pouring
Like a rain so tender and frail
It’s more than words or mere lyrics
Or a voice that’s singing a scale.

You know it when once you do hear it
And it causes hard hearts to soon melt
It’s the breath of God by His Spirit
As on earth does Heaven come swell.

It’s the presence of Christ manifesting
With a brokenness He shares with like hearts
A knowing His grief as He listens
To a worship that is ritually brought.

Where the altar is silent of repentance
And the sorrow for sin never comes
It’s a worship of words and mere habits
Yet no power to cause one “undone.”

It’s the sound of Him entering the room
A fresh oil to cover and refresh
It’s the coming of Christ in His Glory
That wrecks sullen hearts to reflect.

It’s the tearful beauty of hearing
Him whisper as He’s next to you
Reminding you of His sweet promise
And He will never forsake you.

It’s the sound of death and complacency
No gut wrenching praise from the depths
It’s His grief of hearts with far worship
Yet praises still flow from the lips.

At times the Spirit seems cruel, yes..
For it can be harsh to but hear
The sounds which Christ lay before us
Are the sounds we must learn to hear.

May 1, 2016

Pull The Stakes Sun, 01 May 2016 00:26:11 +0000 I was talking with the Lord when I saw a quick picture of a hot air balloon…The balloon was not the focal point of this picture, however…it was the numerous stakes that tied down the balloon. It was evident the balloon was trying to take off…but it needed to be free first of the ropes and the stakes that kept it grounded. May this be what someone’s heart needs today as you contemplate trusting God to move forward in faith. Ask Him to name your stakes…it could fear, unbelief, or even places, people, or things. Once He shows you each one… intentional to obey Him that you may follow Him.

A hot air balloon is tied from flight
With ropes of many strands
Weighty stakes are driven deep
Into the earthly land.

It’s fire is hot and longs to lift
But first one must do this
Release the cords and do untie
Or only it shall sit.

Now take thy life as parallel
What hinders now thy flight?
I dare but say some cords are tied
And you are held by might.

There may be 1, or 3, or 5
Not one can be overlooked
For not until they are pulled
Will freedom now be yours.

Perhaps it’s life of comfort now
Familiar people so good
But God has called you up ahead
Release to Him you should.

Fear will stake one down so deep
A harsh and miserable chain
Christ gives not this ole’ friend
So rid him of the reigns.

Unbelief of God’s own dreams
For your life and future, yes?
You’ve settled now with driven stakes
For God did not promise “less.”

There’s many now who are in need
Your loyalty runs miles too deep
For you have stopped in Samaria
When Jerusalem was where He called thee.

The tug of heart will always be
For Christ has placed a Call..
Until you pull up all the stakes
My friend, You will never take off…

April 28, 2016

Flowers Sat, 30 Apr 2016 22:35:36 +0000 I have been so thrilled to get back outside with the Lord walking. I am finding it more difficult to sit still these days and it’s a constant battle to protect my time with Him. However, when we walk I can focus in on Him much better. I found myself gazing at all the beauty around me and it easily washed any discouragement from life away. Isn’t it marvelous to see His creator heart…the colors He paints, the seeds that grow into lush meadows, and the blooms that captivate the soul…

Some are blue and some are red
Some are for the bees to rest
Some are bright and some are dull
All are simply beautiful. …

Some are Itty bitty frail
And fall if touched with fingernails
But some have thorns protecting these
Careful they may biteth thee;-)

Some just make me want to dance
With playful tunes of trumpet stems
Some remind of purity
For lilies do preach this to me.

Some we call mistakenly
Weeds that mess up lawns and things
Yet Christ inside did place in these
Healing juice that’s white like He.

Some do bloom in heat of day
While others come at night to play
Some do grow with few rain drops
And some do best with lots and lots!!!

Some do taste so sweet with smells
While others might cause inwards swells (yikes)
Some start yellow then fur balls
O’ dandelions make me sing.. now yall! (Love)

Some look as a strange paintbrush
Watercolors and faded blush
Pansies now are bright and bold
Yellow, purple, and even gold!

Jasmine blooms with Heaven’s scent
Runs the vines and never quits
Wonder if she longs for home
And climbs and climbs with yearning moans.

Many seem to have a flare
Yet some are but a humble wear
But each cry out His Majesty

April 21, 2106

Thy Field Sat, 30 Apr 2016 22:21:35 +0000 Take me where you need me Lord
Let my feet not go till then
For there’s a place of open fields
Where We can refresh men.

Let me not rush before Thy walks
But pace in tune behind
For You must go on up ahead
And never be left behind.

My heart it aches with anxious cries
Your Glory does beckon me “come.”
For I see this cloudy pillar of fire
Has rested now gently above.

“Thy field is ripe and harvest prepared
Thy sickle is ready to swing
So take what you know, child, with fearless resound
And love them all well With Me.”

April 21, 2016

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Warrior Princess Women’s Event Sun, 17 Apr 2016 02:23:03 +0000 FB_IMG_1460044700876 FB_IMG_1460117204043555 Euclid St

Rusk, Texas

The NEW DQK Studio, an outreach of Refuge of Light Sun, 17 Apr 2016 02:03:26 +0000 20160415_150121Some time ago the Lord started stirring another DQK Club. It began in the Grounds for Justice Ministry Center in Tyler Texas (operated by and benefitting Refuge of Light, a ministry restoring girls from the effects of child sex trafficking at a beautiful Refuge home for minor girls) as we were working with girls from an emergency shelter each week. Soon God placed a precious man with a heart like His named Charles Seawright to gently nudge the ROL staff, and myself, to dream bigger of converting a warehouse to a studio for girls. I have to admit…I was hesitant. That was a rigorous season in my previous DQK Studio personally so in many ways I drug my feet….yet God kept moving forward. It seems nothing would stop His heart this time.

Along the way the Lord called me to “pass the mantle” of DQK to the ministry of Refuge of Light so I could begin to focus on the ministry God has called me to in this season with music, poetic writings, and sharing the messages He put in my heart. Soon He enlisted Dexter Jordan with Smith Baptist Builders and his team of the most beautiful volunteer men I have ever seen…and the floodgates opened as I saw donations come in to resurrect a studio for at risk girls under the umbrella of Refuge of Light. They not only supplied the labor but found the donations needed to complete the building. It has been amazing..God continued to show His hand and heart to set the captives free.20160415_150539

Months later …today…we sat with girls needing a safe place and watched them fall in love with the new studio…and the DQK Studio once again reopened brand new…. Soon this weekly DQK outreach will be offered to girls all over East Texas in addition to the girls we work with in an emergency shelter…and registration will be open for others needing to hear more about Christ and His love for them. They will once again be encouraged to take their place in the Kingdom by a Refuge of Light Ministry Team through creative classes, Bible studies, cooking classes in our full kitchen , and more.

Enjoy the below photos and if you do have little girls who would love to be a part of the DQK Studio, you can email We will  also have a class registration up on the website in the coming days as we put together the scheduling and programming.

Again…let me remind you…God is into resurrections:)

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The Water’s Edge Sun, 17 Apr 2016 01:23:53 +0000

Psalm 107
23 They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters;

24 These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.

“The Water’s Edge”

What does one see beyond the plain
When once you stand from land’s terrain
On water’s edge with no more step
Now comes the time for counsel yet.

For far and wide is water deep
Shallow first but gradually
Soon you’ll feel no longer sand
And Christ must be your anchor man.

When waves roll in upon thy head
Learn to float within His hand
A boat He makes with tender palms
A Father always, once, and for all.

When sweeping wind’s cause billows swell
He will gently lift thy head
Careful not to let you drowned
Trust you must His loving sound.

Deep one goes for business strong
Great and Mighty Christ not calls
But weakened child He casts a float
For you’re the one He chose to go.

The shore must be behind one’s heart
The edge is where you’ll have to start
It’s where a crises of faith occurs
It’s either the beginning or end for some.

Yet if you hear and trust His call
And choose to step to deepened walks
Wonders soon will become seen
The waters edge will taketh thee.

But if you choose familiar lands
And dare not step to freedoms span
Where borders disappear from site
You may not see Thy promised life.

April 15, 2016

Shelly Wilson

A Wayside Well Sun, 17 Apr 2016 01:10:20 +0000 Dare to step off the road of activity my friends..lest you miss the place of rest..


“A Wayside Well”

There’s a stop along a lengthy road
Where Christ has placed His calm
A place of sweetened healing love
A place of spiritual Psalms.

It’s tucked beside thy stretch of path
Be careful not to miss
For it’s a well of wayside place
Where Christ does give a rest.

If listening close when steps do make
You’ll hear His whispered call
But if just running with hurried haste
You may just miss His balm.

The waters deep and never ends
So worry not for enough
Just keep thine eyes on up ahead
To when He beckons “come.”

It makes no noise like waterfalls
It simply waits a stir
You’ll tarry a bit to peer inside
For peace will fill thy yearn.

It’s perfect for thy weary man
Whose feet are tried and sore
The wayside well where Christ awaits
Will strengthen and restore.

April 16, 2016
Shelly Wilson

Night at the Well-This Friday, April 8th Fri, 08 Apr 2016 01:50:08 +0000 Note the messaged has been changed to The Cost of Following Christ

Note: the message has been changed to
“The Cost of Following Christ”

Location: Grounds for Justice Ministry Center-2318 E. Fifth St.- Tyler, Texas 75701

Emerge… Wed, 30 Mar 2016 12:12:58 +0000 It’s serene, yet a deep darkness
But I swim towards the light
It seems such a long way
“I hope I have enough air in my lungs”

There are few sounds now
Yet life moves all around
But a tunnel sound of sorts
Covers my ears from hearing.

My arms are tiring
I must keep swimming
He urges me on
With gentle whispers.

I pause and look down
The ocean floor is gone now
I might be halfway there
But the distance is still so far.

I close my eyes and focus
I focus on my Jesus
His presence is near
The burden from the journey starts to lift.

“Possess He says..
The time is nearing
You must not quit
The entry is up ahead.”

Now I feel the weight of the water
An ocean of power overtakes me
Then suddenly I can’t go further
When His hands catch me floating below.

He knows my strength is gone
And my fight is no more
So He places me on His shoulders
And He carries me as I rest.

No more struggles… just peace
The ocean has no strength to match it’s Creator
The water yields to Him
And the sea life parts a clear path for His Majesty.

I near the top as the light of the sky appears closer
He whispers “now go” finish the race
These last few strokes are yours
I’ll be here beside you
Whispering My promises.

Suddenly one arm.. then both
Pull me up through the surface of the water
And I emerge…

Sunlight streaming such warmth comes
Dazzling beads shining on the ocean waves
And I hear again His pleasure
“It is time daughter to emerge..” Take the land….the long swim has made you stronger..there is no time to waste..

Many are waiting..

March 30, 2016

It’s a Long Walk to the Cross… Wed, 30 Mar 2016 12:09:37 +0000 It’s a long walk to the cross
So close thine eyes and breathe
Now gently bow thy head
And slowly bow thy knees.

For Christ in the garden did plead
Father take this cup from Me
Yet, Thy will, not Thine, be done
And the Father did answer His Son.

As Jesus did experience it all
The pain and suffering griefs
Surely you must understand
That we too will suffer these.

So listen as now we recount
The walk, the journey,  the Call
Remembering to now follow Christ
You and I will experience it all.

He poured into those He was with
Every ounce of love that He was
Sharing the wisdom and pearls
That Father had given His Son.

Rejected amidst many men
For ” this is but the carpenter’s son.”
Miracles then became few
For the people refused to come.

An outcast of noted extreme
Avoided by the religious sect
Truth it became mere words
And The Word who is Love couldn’t bless.

For days and nights with His friends
He gave them all that He was
His heart was freely dispersed
To the hungry and thirsty ones.

Yet when such a time did arrive
For courage to stand up and fight
Betrayal from one of His own
Cost Him a walk that was long.

For some silver and temporal joys
His heart was crushed in hand cuffs
Silent before many a judge
Scattered the ones He did love.

Many had power to resist
From Peter to Pontius Pilate
For warned He was by His own wife
And Peter three times still denied.

Soon the sentence was hailed
Guilty of nothing at all
And now The Christ who came to heal
Would start the long walk to the cross.

I wonder did He see each face
Knowing our steps would be His
For did it press Him on to go
For His love for us…now He arose.

Did He see the ones who’d soon now go
“Follow me on down this road
Yes, there are many a thorns
That will pierce thy temples with scorn.”

Did His anguish with images then bear
For He knew the beginning and end
For her, Father, I now take this step
For Him… I weep in despair.

The lashes upon the whipping post
Did images flash of ones bowed low?
Seeing the anguish from fervent heart cries
Did it cause Him to cry at night?

When the cross laid heavy on Him
“For her, Father, I rise in the wind?”
That she might live free indeed
And soon I will come sup with thee.

The sting of pain in the heat
She will now know I saw it drip sweet
The rolling of sweat when she pleads
Yet,  I will go help her to drink…

I’ll remind her the cup I did take
That bought her a white stone and new name
A chance to be all that I made
For soon My Cross will I raise.

With groans and unheard of pained cries
The nails were driven inside
For her, Father, now I will die
She too will feel this pierced side.

I’ll help her to know why it came
From a world and people of pride
The wounds that transgress so unkind
I’ll lift too her cross by My side.

The strength now in My legs is so week
From the hours of violent scourging
But soon One is commanded to lift
This cross too upon his own hip.

His plans and visions of heart
More pleasant than that with Christ’s mark
Yet death is required to follow Me
It’s a long walk to the cross, yes, indeed.

We’re here!  It’s the place of Calvary!
Where love replaces all that binds thee
Where the betrayals, the losses, and deep griefs
Are the fellowship of His sufferings.

For its time His Cup you must drink
So learn to count it all loss
A disciple of Christ surrenders these
For it’s a long walk my friends to the cross .

March 26, 2016

The Art of Letting Go Fri, 25 Mar 2016 03:50:23 +0000 I heard this little title early this am but I didn’t really get the poem until later today. I certainly felt it in my heart as soon as it came. It kind of came with a surge of familiar anguish. Can I just be honest…..I hate to give up. It seems I have spent the last 4 years learning how to let go. I find my heart struggles so much with a release. I am a fixer….I like to reconcile things, resolve things, come full circle, see the happy ending, etc. Yet it doesn’t always happen…and it is a struggle to this heart. But I knew today it was time to release some things. A sweet friend texted me this week and said “make sure you are not carrying burdens around that aren’t yours to carry…” Of course I thought I had it under control…but the Lord showed me she was right. I was carrying plenty.

We can’t always control the outcomes of situations, we can’t always make things right, we can’t always fix things….and we can’t mend somethings that were broken and never repaired. But God knows I have tried till I am exhausted sometimes…anybody but me? But tonight I’m giving up….finally. I’m letting go of all of them…so I can move with the Lord freely while He does what only He can do….tend to that which is no longer in my hands. I am finding quite honestly we play God more than we realize…and we simply put, we get in His way.

When you and I know we have done all we can….and we realize He has seen our heart….we can trust Him to now care for the situation….and leave it be. It’s not really giving up….it’s just letting go….and we will have plenty of practice at it in this lifetime until it becomes a necessary art form:)

The Art of Letting Go

For some it’s a easy release
And onward is a natural pose
But for some of us the knuckles turn white
When Christ says “it’s time to let go.”

For mercy can be such a gift
Yet used by Satan to sift
Twisting the gentle heart strings
To enable a behavior that clings.

Unravels soon does a large thread
One string…another….then the rest
And finally the last pulls so tight
As a rubber band in need of a knife.

Courage and surrender you’ll need
When Christ says ” it’s time to release.”
And one finger, two, now them all
Christ says “now surrender it all.”

Like an art piece erased from the end
Backwards the brush strokes just re-spin
And soon the canvas again is blank
An emptiness you stare in the face.

But whispering is Christ from His throne
Saying “I need you to now just let go.”
The people, the places, and things
That have caused you to so tightly cling.

In a moment He shows you a hand
Gripped tightly to all that old land
Slowly He gently leans in
Says “release now and go rescue men.”

You’ll rather just add to the paint
Than start over with painful erase
But trust Him you’ll now have to do
With everything He’s already taught you.

See, there’s an art to learning to let go
And leave some to Christ… for He knows
The need that is deep in the hearts
The wounds, the bruises, and scars.

For we can be much in the way
And He knows just what now it takes
And, yes, we must bow to each road
And learn well the art of letting go.

MARCH 24, 2016

Loose the Colt… Tue, 22 Mar 2016 14:23:48 +0000

 And it came to pass, when he was come nigh to Bethphage and Bethany, at the mount called the mount of Olives, he sent two of his disciples,

 Saying, Go ye into the village over against you; in the which at your entering ye shall find a colt tied, whereon yet never man sat: loose him, and bring him hither.

 And if any man ask you, Why do ye loose him? thus shall ye say unto him, Because the Lord hath need of him.

 And they that were sent went their way, and found even as he had said unto them.

 And as they were loosing the colt, the owners thereof said unto them, Why loose ye the colt?

And they said, The Lord hath need of him.

Luke 19:29-34

As the preacher recounted the triumphant entry of Christ Sunday morning, a phrase began to capture me. Actually several phrases from this beautiful story in The Word.  It simply would not let me go. I began to talk to the Lord about it and ask Him for insight into His heart. “loose the colt…” seemed so benign yet something hidden we could glean from. “bring him hither.”  “The Lord is in need of them.” I thought it fascinating for in Matthew we see it states there is a donkey and a colt (a baby donkey). Does anyone but me find it amazing how Christ chose the baby donkey..the colt? One that had never been ridden it states…wouldn’t that mean it was surely an unbroken animal?… I mean when was the last time you tried to just hop up on a donkey…much less a baby one.  Also, in comparison to the other donkey, it was the younger of the two, a mere colt…the short legged…the smaller in stature. Don’t you imagine if we were the Lord, we would have chosen a stallion?  Isn’t it just like the Lord?  The least likely again…

He sent His disciples to “loose the colt” ….untie him….meaning he was tied up. (makes sure you do not miss the obvious here.) Let me ask you…”what has you tied up?” Because Christ is calling it to be untied. For He is in need of it. He is in need of YOU!

Is your potential tied up? Has your gifting been tied up? Has your destiny been tied up? Have you been bound in some way? Have you tied up yourself or has someone else tied you up? Either way, Christ calls now to  “loose the colts.” The body of Christ must release it’s people now. Untie them…BRING THEM HITHER!!

for the Lord has need of them….

Did Christ need that donkey? Of course not. But He chose that donkey…..a stubborn animal yet one ranchers and farmers know as protectors from scavengers such as coyotes. Perhaps you are a good protector of others…a shepherd….but you’ve been bound by tradition, bound by lies, and bound by what and who others think you should be. You’ve been tied up with all kinds of God given gifts and talents woven inside of you as He formed you….but Satan has slowly over the years….tied a nice little bow around you.  He has restricted you…He went to work the moment you were born.

Your normal has become one of being bound….you are unsure what freedom really is even like…but you’ve always known there was more. There has always been a deep stirring maybe even at a young age of purpose. You may not have known what to call it but it was always nagging at you. A hunger for more…a longing that was never at rest.

Also, let’s not miss that in the passage the Lord “sends His disciples” to loose the colt. Did He have to send his disciples? Of course not…the same voice that spoke the world into existence could certainly have untied the donkey Himself with a mere thought. But He chose to send His disciples..For those of us in church and ministry leadership. Those of us who have been graciously given a platform to speak of Christ…..He is sending us to “loose the colts.” Release those bound and let Christ show us how to “untie” them from all that hinders their purpose in the Kingdom. We must put our minds on the bigger picture. We must begin to multiply the Kingdom…multiply the disciples…multiply the workers. It will require us getting our hands dirty, untangling some knots for our brothers and sisters..and then bringing them to the Lord.

Look for the short legged..the unknown..the young or simply younger! Look for the stubborn…you know the one you would never choose if you were God?!? We will have to learn to cease looking for the noble and those with a lineage of perfection….you won’t find it.  Remember, Christ saw something in Paul….the very stubbornness and zealousness that murdered Christians is what Christ saw to be an asset for His Kingdom work when redirected by His Spirit!

Perhaps we have been trained to look for certain attributes, personalities,track records of success, seminary degrees, financial status, denominational alliances, personal likenesses, heritage, race, or gender. But God sees none of these….we are all made ONE in Christ at the cross. Oh no….His eye is on the orphan girl, the least of the clan, the overlooked in the fields tending the sheep. Be careful who you set your eyes on…..make sure you have the eyes of Christ…or you likely will choose wrongly and the Kingdom work will be stifled.

Go…….loose the colts….for the Lord has need of them..and when you find them tied up…bring them hither…Christ has a plan for them!

“Loose the Colt”

“Loose the colt” said the man
“For tell me the reason please?”
The Lord has sent a command
And now the Lord needeth thee.

Should the colt stay where it’s tied
Never God’s plan would be seen
So” loose” the colt dear man
For now the Lord needeth thee.

Go yonder for there is a colt!
That’s never been ridden you see
He’s waiting to be untied
For now the Lord needeth thee.

A colt that’s been set aside
Whose captured the eyes of the King
To bear up the name of The Christ
O’ now the Lord needeth thee.

Please “loosen the colts” Heaven rings!!!
They’ve waited for years so it seems
For chosen they are and redeemed
It is time the Lord needeth thee.

March 20, 2016

And when they drew nigh unto Jerusalem, and were come to Bethphage, unto the mount of Olives, then sent Jesus two disciples,

Saying unto them, Go into the village over against you, and straightway ye shall find an ass tied, and a colt with her: loose them, and bring them unto me.

And if any man say ought unto you, ye shall say, The Lord hath need of them; and straightway he will send them.

All this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying,

Tell ye the daughter of Sion, Behold, thy King cometh unto thee, meek, and sitting upon an ass, and a colt the foal of an ass.

And the disciples went, and did as Jesus commanded them…

P.S. donkeys have been historically used as working animals that bear heavy burdens…we must learn how to carry the weight of the gospel which includes being burden bearers for others..and it will require much labor…


Night at the Well Sat, 19 Mar 2016 16:13:48 +0000 Come join our April Night at the Well with some precious ones as my guests! God has faithfully given a message for us to ponder. Bring your friends and come enjoy an evening together as we “draw the water” together…

For more event details go to our Facebook link:


Location: GFJ Ministry Center 2318 E.Fifth St-Tyler, Tx 75701 April 8th, 2016 Doors Open at 6

There are some days… Sat, 19 Mar 2016 14:56:15 +0000 I find the life with Jesus so beautiful yet the reality of hardships and afflictions are nigh. I have encountered extreme joy and adventure, while also suffering great losses.  I am sure many reading today are in some sort of struggle.  I wish I could tell you there would be little pain…yet it seems the most profound intimacy with Christ for me has come in my greatest sorrows. I am learning more about our Savior. I am seeing Him so tender still…and so patient. I continue to take many heart aches to the altar..I tearfully plea often, “Jesus help me.” It seems the simpler my prayers are mixed with the most wretched and desperate cries, come His presence and gentleness. I have failed Him much over my years. I have failed to trust Him, I have failed to obey Him, and I have failed to love Him as He deserves. Yet, He seems to be the one who still remains…regardless of my failures..

I tucked myself away tonight with the Lord, the tears were swelling so in my heart I could almost hear His beckoning to “come..” All I could do was bury my head between my knees again and pour it out. I am thankful it is the prayer of Hannah He hears….where no words are uttered just a deep heart cry.

I received a little text from a middle school girl who had frequented my place of daily ministry asking for prayer for her grandmother in a serious medical situation. Then remembering one I have been praying for as she tries to be free of drugs and trying to remain safe from a boyfriend who beats her…while on my heart was also one who was going through a personal loss whose heart was broken. I quietly mumbled, “Lord, I cant get to them all… and while on others thou does calleth, do not pass me by.”

I remember the passage of scripture He had me memorize this week in 1 Samuel 17:34 and I haven,t been able to read any further but only stare at this one for days. Certainly, it’s the heart of the Lord….but it should also be our hearts. So many wait help, encouragement, and even a rescue.

I take care of my father’s sheep. Any time a lion or a bear carries off a lamb, 35 I go after it, attack it, and rescue the lamb.1 Samuel 17:34

Do we rescue people any more?

That requires a Christ-like love doesn’t it? A complete dying of ones time and resources…for the sake of another. I sit with many suffering in silence …no one has checked on them,  asked if they need anything during a death, divorce, or job loss, and the burden is tremendous. Are we prepared to drop everything and go during a crises? God’s priority is people, yet (myself included) we get busy with other things.

Where are we…the Church…?…are there widows in your midst? Is there an intentional strategy to care for the widows and orphans? Are our minds on other things of much less importance than the revealed will of God?

In this fight with Christ there will be tribulation…and many…some days full of glory and others full of despair. It is not for the faint of heart….you need to be close to the Lord or you will not make it victoriously. You will have to lean in and lean on. You will have to trust Him in every little detail and learn His voice with you intimately. You will have to learn to cry but learn to stand back up. You will have to learn to turn from the approval of others, the expectations of others, and please Him solely. You will have to fight for friends, fight for truth, and fight for your promised land. For the enemy will be standing on the very spot God has given you. Do not think it will be handed over on a silver platter…you will have to take down your Goliath. Possessing the land requires a fight. You will also have to fight for a tender heart or the pains of the fight will harden your own heart. Some days are easier than others….some days are full of clouds and others full of sunshine…His lessons are in both. You will have to die to all material possessions, expectations for your futures, self sufficiency, and anything that has now become an idol. For He is calling us to RESCUE people. In this, you will have to hold all things loosely and lay much daily on the altar.

There are Some Days…

There are some days you’ll feel like giving up

There are some days you’ll feel you may win.

There are some days you’ll feel like fighting

And some days you’ll want to just quit.

There are some days the sorrow is stilled more

There are some days the losses bring great grief

There are some days the smiling comes easier

And some days you’ll just soon not see.

There are some days when silence is welcome

And some days it cuts like a knife.

There are some days you’ll bury your head low

There are some days the Lord just holds tight.

There are some days the past is the past, yes,

But some days you’ll cry in the night

There are some days you’ll tire and be weary

Yet some days your strength reignites.

There are some days you’ll shine with a fierceness

And some days will shrink to the fear

There are some days the rain pelts like hail stones

And some days it falls soft as tears.

There are some days you’ll scream loud in anger

And some days you’ll patiently wait

There are some days you must just remember

The promise of rescue He made.

March 19, 2016

No matter which “some day” you are in…..He sees them all..

Love Much,


Love… Fri, 18 Mar 2016 02:44:46 +0000 Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is faithful
Love is time
Love is wreckless
Love is long
Love it suffers
Many wrongs.

Love is active
Love is near
Love encourages
Love never fears
Love is freedom
Love is flight
Love releases
Love gives life.

Love is gentle
Love is rain
Love is tender
Love remains
Love it hastens
When there’s need
Love is fullness
The Christ in thee.

Love is fearless
Love it runs
Love it rescues
Love just does
Love remembers
Yet, love forgets
Love does cherish
Love…. always wins.

March 16, 2016

Love endures with patience and serenity, love is kind and thoughtful, and is not jealous or envious; love does not brag and is not proud or arrogant. It is not rude; it is not self-seeking, it is not provoked [nor overly sensitive and easily angered]; it does not take into account a wrong endured. It does not rejoice at injustice, but rejoices with the truth [when right and truth prevail]. Love bears all things [regardless of what comes], believes all things [looking for the best in each one], hopes all things [remaining steadfast during difficult times], endures all things [without weakening].

Love never fails [it never fades nor ends]. But as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for the gift of special knowledge, it will pass away.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (Amp)

Is There Not A Cause? Tue, 15 Mar 2016 21:23:28 +0000 Is there not a cause to fight
Is there not a cause to love
Is there not a cause to grieve
The lost and lonely Christ speaks of…

Is there not a cause to dance
Is there not a cause to sing
Is there not a cause to preach
Of the blood twas shed for me…

Is there not a cause to stand
Is there not a cause to plea
Is there not a cause to weep
For all the hearts in suffering…

Is there not a cause to run
Is there not a cause to write
Is there not a cause to print
Of coming days with darkened nights…

Is there not a cause to rest…
Is there not a cause to breathe
Is there not a cause to sit
In the presence of the King…

Is there not a cause for war
Is there not a cause My Lord?
Is there not a cause to rise
No matter if it costs my life.

March 15, 2016

1 Samuel 17

Goliath Challenges the Israelites

17 The Philistines gathered for battle in Socoh, a town in Judah; they camped at a place called Ephes Dammim, between Socoh and Azekah. Saul and the Israelites assembled and camped in Elah Valley, where they got ready to fight the Philistines. The Philistines lined up on one hill and the Israelites on another, with a valley between them.

A man named Goliath, from the city of Gath, came out from the Philistine camp to challenge the Israelites. He was over nine feet[a] tall and wore bronze armor that weighed about 125 pounds and a bronze helmet. His legs were also protected by bronze armor, and he carried a bronze javelin slung over his shoulder. His spear was as thick as the bar on a weaver’s loom, and its iron head weighed about fifteen pounds. A soldier walked in front of him carrying his shield. Goliath stood and shouted at the Israelites, “What are you doing there, lined up for battle? I am a Philistine, you slaves of Saul! Choose one of your men to fight me. If he wins and kills me, we will be your slaves; but if I win and kill him, you will be our slaves. 10 Here and now I challenge the Israelite army. I dare you to pick someone to fight me!” 11 When Saul and his men heard this, they were terrified.

David in Saul’s Camp

12 David was the son of Jesse, who was an Ephrathite from Bethlehem in Judah. Jesse had eight sons, and at the time Saul was king, he was already a very old man.[b] 13 His three oldest sons had gone with Saul to war. The oldest was Eliab, the next was Abinadab, and the third was Shammah. 14 David was the youngest son, and while the three oldest brothers stayed with Saul, 15 David would go back to Bethlehem from time to time, to take care of his father’s sheep.

16 Goliath challenged the Israelites every morning and evening for forty days.

17 One day Jesse said to David, “Take a half-bushel of this roasted grain and these ten loaves of bread, and hurry with them to your brothers in the camp. 18 And take these ten cheeses to the commanding officer. Find out how your brothers are getting along and bring back something to show that you saw them and that they are well. 19 King Saul, your brothers, and all the other Israelites are in Elah Valley fighting the Philistines.”

20 David got up early the next morning, left someone else in charge of the sheep, took the food, and went as Jesse had told him to. He arrived at the camp just as the Israelites were going out to their battle line, shouting the war cry. 21 The Philistine and the Israelite armies took positions for battle, facing each other. 22 David left the food with the officer in charge of the supplies, ran to the battle line, went to his brothers, and asked how they were getting along. 23 As he was talking with them, Goliath came forward and challenged the Israelites as he had done before. And David heard him. 24 When the Israelites saw Goliath, they ran away in terror. 25 “Look at him!” they said to each other. “Listen to his challenge! King Saul has promised to give a big reward to the man who kills him; the king will also give him his daughter to marry and will not require his father’s family to pay taxes.”[c]

26 David asked the men who were near him, “What will the man get who kills this Philistine and frees Israel from this disgrace? After all, who is this heathen Philistine to defy the army of the living God?” 27 They told him what would be done for the man who killed Goliath.

28 Eliab, David’s oldest brother, heard David talking to the men. He became angry with David and said, “What are you doing here? Who is taking care of those sheep of yours out there in the wilderness? You smart aleck, you! You just came to watch the fighting!”

29 “Now what have I done?” David asked. “Can’t I even ask a question?” 30 He turned to another man and asked him the same question, and every time he asked, he got the same answer.

31 Some men heard what David had said, and they told Saul, who sent for him. 32 David said to Saul, “Your Majesty, no one should be afraid of this Philistine! I will go and fight him.”

33 “No,” answered Saul. “How could you fight him? You’re just a boy, and he has been a soldier all his life!”

34 “Your Majesty,” David said, “I take care of my father’s sheep. Any time a lion or a bear carries off a lamb, 35 I go after it, attack it, and rescue the lamb. And if the lion or bear turns on me, I grab it by the throat and beat it to death. 36 I have killed lions and bears, and I will do the same to this heathen Philistine, who has defied the army of the living God. 37 The Lord has saved me from lions and bears; he will save me from this Philistine.”

“All right,” Saul answered. “Go, and the Lord be with you.” 38 He gave his own armor to David for him to wear: a bronze helmet, which he put on David’s head, and a coat of armor. 39 David strapped Saul’s sword over the armor and tried to walk, but he couldn’t, because he wasn’t used to wearing them. “I can’t fight with all this,” he said to Saul. “I’m not used to it.” So he took it all off. 40 He took his shepherd’s stick and then picked up five smooth stones from the stream and put them in his bag. With his sling ready, he went out to meet Goliath.

David Defeats Goliath

41 The Philistine started walking toward David, with his shield bearer walking in front of him. He kept coming closer, 42 and when he got a good look at David, he was filled with scorn for him because he was just a nice, good-looking boy. 43 He said to David, “What’s that stick for? Do you think I’m a dog?” And he called down curses from his god on David. 44 “Come on,” he challenged David, “and I will give your body to the birds and animals to eat.”

45 David answered, “You are coming against me with sword, spear, and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the Israelite armies, which you have defied. 46 This very day the Lord will put you in my power; I will defeat you and cut off your head. And I will give the bodies of the Philistine soldiers to the birds and animals to eat. Then the whole world will know that Israel has a God, 47 and everyone here will see that the Lord does not need swords or spears to save his people. He is victorious in battle, and he will put all of you in our power.”

48 Goliath started walking toward David again, and David ran quickly toward the Philistine battle line to fight him. 49 He reached into his bag and took out a stone, which he slung at Goliath. It hit him on the forehead and broke his skull, and Goliath fell face downward on the ground. 50 And so, without a sword, David defeated and killed Goliath with a sling and a stone! 51 He ran to him, stood over him, took Goliath’s sword out of its sheath, and cut off his head and killed him.

When the Philistines saw that their hero was dead, they ran away. 52 The men of Israel and Judah shouted and ran after them, pursuing them all the way to Gath[d] and to the gates of Ekron. The Philistines fell wounded all along the road that leads to Shaaraim, as far as Gath and Ekron. 53 When the Israelites came back from pursuing the Philistines, they looted their camp. 54 David got Goliath’s head and took it to Jerusalem, but he kept Goliath’s weapons in his own tent.

David Is Presented to Saul

55 When Saul saw David going out to fight Goliath, he asked Abner, the commander of his army, “Abner, whose son is he?”

“I have no idea, Your Majesty,” Abner answered.

56 “Then go and find out,” Saul ordered.

57 So when David returned to camp after killing Goliath, Abner took him to Saul. David was still carrying Goliath’s head. 58 Saul asked him, “Young man, whose son are you?”

“I am the son of your servant Jesse from Bethlehem,” David answered.


The Gate…a story of the heart Wed, 09 Mar 2016 15:12:06 +0000 Please give me grace this am and think not too critical of my writing today:) It’s just a little story of my heart. I am sure much theologically could be inaccurate..likely this story would be filed under “fiction” in the library category….yet much we will not know until Glory….I am one who believes “unsearchable” actually means unsearchable and that there are still many mysteries we may try to understand…yet will not…regardless of our futile attempts on this side..just enjoy being in my head and heart this am. It seems these days the critics reign and there is much negative constantly. But there is such beauty in the heart of Christ and His nature. May it do nothing but cause you great love for Christ and a longing to be with Him when your last breathe has been taken…may we make sure He is with us, He knows us, and we have a surrendered life…that we have exchanged our own lives for His….as He exchanged His life for us..may we each have the opportunity to go home…


A Story of the Heart..

I’ve waited for this day all my life with Christ. It’s time I would meet my King…the one who would steal me away for years to Himself. The whispers will now have a face. I have longed to look into His gentle eyes. Yet I wonder of that possibility as I consider they are like fire….. Will His sheer power allow it at all? I am unsure what time it is, or the day..yet it seems not to matter. I am just waiting my turn. The peace is magnificent. Time is irrelevant.  The beauty is beyond glorious. I am mindful of the times in my little closet considering this very moment….when I would stand before Him, face to face. I recall asking for “extra time” if possible, as if that request was even necessary.  But our human minds only know of such things.  For I thought my last cry would be rather lengthy. I can feel my heart beating so loud and the noise of the world has gone now. Joy is full here. My weariness is no more. It’s almost my turn…deep breath..

There are sounds, yes, but indescribable melodies. I’ve always wondered what the bottle of tears might look like I think to myself….or the bowl of prayers collected..I look for some faces I thought might be there…they said they were coming…yet I do not see them. I think to myself of how sure they were, they were so wise in understanding, so faithful in the Church…but inside I remembered Matthew 7..”many on that day will say Lord, Lord…and He will say I never knew you…” Somehow they knew the Word of God..but missed the God of the Word. In this moment, I am grateful to my Father for keeping me with child-like faith like the fishermen He chose of old. I think of the many debates in theology that were so far over my head….yet missed the love of Christ and many, oh many, will now perish. I tearfully remember the struggles to become all I was suppose to be, the nights pleading with God to keep me from deception like the pharisees who knew every scripture word for word, yet crucified Jesus nonetheless….who knew such great knowledge but their studying of the scriptures had somehow become prideful and the darkness veiled the Holy Spirit’s truth…the supernatural, the simple, the unknown. The only way it was seen as the wrong road (a road seemeth right, but it is so wrong) was when love left the hearts of many. The fruits of the Spirit were no more…..only dogmatic pursuit of a false righteousness that persecuted many believers who came by faith.

I remembered the many who came and went and I wondered….would I see them here. The life of faith in Christ and with Christ must be a surrendered life….God is love…so if love leaves….so has God.  I wondered did I reach all  I should have. Did I love well…enough. Did I cherish those Christ put in my life as gifts. Did I consider them priceless. Did I rescue when I should, did I forgive fully, did I? Did I obey best I could….I remembered “if you love me, you will obey me..” Soon I would meet THE WORD…Himself.

I’m next in line now….my mind is now absolutely still, yet my heart is still pounding…now I can see Him…the one my soul loves and has loved . As I walk to Him my eyes drop as the tears begin to swell and soon I am running into open arms. I recalled the times in that closet when I would ask Him to hold me in His lap in Heaven, let me bury my head, and have my last, long, cry.

Suddenly, I realize the stroking of my hair felt many times in the past was now seen and without a word His eyes spoke all I ever needed to hear…..”I know….” Every heart ache and struggle, every moment of brokenness, and pain poured onto His chest. Not much more than a little tattle tale…..much like a child to her Father. There was no rushing….time just stood still. As a child, I was cradled and rocked until my heart was only full of joy and love.  He spoke to each hurt and the reason that now seemed a life time away.  Soon I could see the opening of the gate as His arms widened and His eyes beckoned me to come…. my long journey was over….and I was finally home.

 I am the gate. Those who come in by me will be saved; they will come in and go out and find pasture.

John 10:9

Cinderella Sun, 06 Mar 2016 23:02:30 +0000 …and with this I fall head over heels again……………………..:) A sweet message for the women at church today that God is a restorer of the little girls who are now big girls. Keep dreaming with Him and rejoice in Him….enjoy His goodness and trust Him in all things…..large or small…He knows intimately your needs and where He is leading you. He knows where you are and where you have been…He knows the one He created and that which the world has choked out of you….yet now He comes…and there is no turning into pumpkins with Christ..only pressing forward to greater things with Him. Dare to dream Cinderella..your Beloved is with you:)

As we get older
We forget to dream
Cinderella’s glass slippers
Royal crowns and things.

Yet Christ remembers
Such little things
That make us laugh
And make us sing.

The frolicking girl
With dazzling eyes
Who gasped at stars
And every sunrise
Who skipped and danced
And played hopscotch
Who smelled the flowers
And skipped smooth rocks.

The fearless girl with each somersault
Committed to practice till mastery taught
Who never gave up when the underdog
Oh where o where is this girl after all?

See Christ sees deep
This now frightened girl
With once a headful
Of blonde little curls
She’s withdrawn the fight
In fear of her dreams
BUT Christ now returns
To restore everything.

There’s nothing to fear
So trust in His voice
Love is His heart
He’ll catch you of course.

Grabbing your hand
While coaxing a grin
“Remember my girl
Let’s do it again.”

Run in the warmth
Of My sunshine and rays
Swim in the ocean
And watch all My waves
Rest in My arms
With beauty I’ve made
Come to the oaks
For a HIDE AND SEEK game.

Swing as I push
With hands of My wind
Twirl with a laugh
Till dizziness wins
Lay on your back
Look up at My clouds
Your Father is here
And He is so proud.

Now you’re all grown up
But keep with My step
Work when it’s time
But dance too and rest.
Receive all the blessings
I’m giving to thee
Your my Cinderella
And your beloved is Me.

March 5, 2016

]]> a heart pondering… Sun, 06 Mar 2016 00:28:41 +0000 I sat in a meeting and looked around the room….I often ponder subtle things as God shows me His heart…. and inside I smiled. Whoever expected a ministry meeting to include 2 of the staff holding little babes recently born into the safety of the sweet foster home built by Refuge of Light. As I stepped to the platform to minister at Holly Brook Baptist Church, these little ones were acutely on my heart…as I said “what if this family had not answered the call?”Where would these babies be today? Thus…we see the significance of answering the call God has placed on your life.

You see, God had given me a message for this women’s retreat called ARISE…and had sent me to challenge them to use the tools Christ placed within them to go do what they had been called to do. We can be over taken at times with trivial pursuits, emotional struggles, and personal agendas…yet Christ has put a call to His people to ARISE..and likely the cost will be paramount. It will cost you fleshly dreams, material possessions, time, vacations, sleep, finances, and many tears. It will likely cost you friends, family, and your reputation. If these things are too precious to you….count the cost of following Jesus.

The faith of a family has impacted my life and heart. They have no idea I am writing this today but it’s what sings in my heart daily as I hug their necks. I have watched them give away worldly possessions, ownership of things, birthday parties with family members, and daily joys of grandchildren… rescue and restore girls from child sex trafficking. Worried little about house and home they have created one big family….that has embraced girls and little babies who no doubt would have been birthed in anything but what is now their safe environment. I watched as one little one smiled and laughed and then I watched as the ministry leaders were simply now grandparents and family to these precious ones. Their lives no longer were their own. How little we really understand the depth of Christ’s call. We desire to rescue many times but only at convenient times and in convenient ways. Yet I find little convenience in the Word as I study David running for his life many years, Esther preparing to enter the King’s presence without permission, and Christ saying “let the dead bury their own….anyone who can’t leave their father, mother, brother….isn’t worthy of being my disciple.” And then the response of the fishermen as they dropped their nets immediately to follow Christ. So I wonder…are we really fulfilling the heart of Jesus in our day?

We tend to give out of excess…but when was the last time you and I gave knowing it was our last weekly dime…or maybe it was the money we saved for a long awaited vacation and God called us to give it to a ministry to further the Kingdom….can I ask you have you ever given when it hurt? When it actually cost you something? When it made you unable to do or get something because you gave it away? We live in a world where giving must be accompanied with an IRS approved receipt or we cannot give….will Christ understand this when we stand in His presence? Will any of it matter then? Who is our Master after all….is it Christ? Whatever happened to giving expecting nothing in return….giving with the joy of Christ knowing it was counted towards Kingdom work. We act as if it’s ours…when it’s not ours at all…it’s His. He gives us more so we can do more for the Kingdom…not more for ourselves.

I ask God to search my own heart..for I long to do His bidding..but I know deep within the personal cost. The seasons where faith must thrive to pay the next bill, where the Word must be planted deep in my heart to sustain my health, and the times when sorrow would have buried me had the voice of the living God not broken through the mourning. Oh God, may I be counted worthy of the faith list mentioned in Hebrews 11. By faith….Shelly did ALL I placed her on earth to do. For anything less would be a tragedy and would suffer my heart great agony. If it cost me everything…..then so be it.

Christ is calling His people to ARISE….use what you have to build and plant in the Kingdom. It is merely on loan. Simplify your lives that Christ may be exalted in the coming days. Begin to ask Him where to sow your seed of finances and time that it would be good soil and it would reap a bountiful harvest. Let Him lay the axe to any roots of idolatry that keep you from obeying His Word and following His leadership. Let Him take from you anything that has placed a wall between you and Christ. As a sweet sister says…”open hands, palms up…” (thanks Patti Foster) may He take anything and everything He needs to that we may ARISE with only His heart and mind ready to do His work..for the harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few.

Love Much,
Shelly Wilson

Nothin grows without a little rain… Sat, 05 Mar 2016 22:34:56 +0000

Pain is a Platform Fri, 04 Mar 2016 15:12:50 +0000 As I share the lessons from valley seasons, I see the nods and the tears swell. In my heart comes a whisper..”here is the fruit.” I am caught at the lunch break unable to even sit down to eat as I gaze into the heart broken eyes of one needing an ear…we are now yoke fellows. I see in her heart the words…”someone finally understands.” The Holy Spirit has come to do His work,  heal the brokenhearted. In the eyes of another is almost a dance…albeit saddened…it’s still a dance…slowly I watch her listen and I see Christ is setting her free. Her pain will become her platform. The truth of “all things work for good” awakens in her heart and I see the tiniest smile slowly begin. On break I go find her knowing the Lord was working in her heart…and I ask…”tell me of your journey.” It is one of loss. She has lost virtually everyone but a few sweet friends who sit next to her at the conference. Many have failed to understand her new life with Jesus….yet she commits to follow Him anyways. For He has kept her.

As we resume the meetings, I begin to share practical lessons, heartaches, and the cost of the following Christ…through His Word and through my own life experiences. The truth I failed to understand until years into ministry with Jesus. For the Lord has asked me to prepare those now who are stepping into their callings with Him. To prepare them for what will come and how to survive the attacks of the enemy. Help them recognize various seasons and the pearls from each. Share with them the cutting away times, the confusing times, and the rainy seasons. To bring into today the reality of David and his deep songs of struggles, Elijah exhausted under the broom tree or hiding in a cave with fear, and the beautiful story of Joseph..betrayed, imprisoned, and restored.  For our lives are likened to Paul’s as he was shipwrecked, beaten, and left alone in Asia. The truth is…the walk with Christ involves a cross that we each will carry. At times the burden will feel as if we are sinking under it’s weight. Yet it’s the hand of Christ molding and sculpting us into who He created us to be.

Alas, I receive a message from one I met, first, due to a desperate phone call as she was running from her boyfriend who beats her and has helped her become addicted to meth… I see the Spirit of God working with her to set her free and a note appears on my desk that she will be in rehab for a few days….. but she wants me to know she made it to counseling…her picture hangs in my office as a reminder of why I do what I do. While at times the weight seems unbearable…the heavier the cross becomes….the more of Jesus I see…. and with each glimpse  and joy of Him I rise and take another step. For God’s own heart is set on people….and thus so shall mine be.  Should my gaze ever lose sight of the hurting then surely death would come to my own heart…let it never be so.

Be thankful in all things dear friends…He is with you  and “is there not a cause?” worthy of the pain that soon will become your platform..


Pain has a way as a deep seeded thorn
First it just pricks then festers with scorn
The weight carries roots that grow down below
Deadens your heart and dulls your sweet glow.

It’s subtle and sneaky and hidden at first
And if not so careful your love it disturbs
Used as a hindrance by Satan himself
It then can be used as a large spider web.

The senses will wane and lack the heard voice
Stifled and smothered by flesh and self noise
The needs that surround will become but a glance
And now no compassion is seen in our stance.

Yet pain can become a catalyst of sorts
Shining a light on the weary and worn
For you’ll recognize a hidden heart need
And pain now becomes an antennae for Thee.

For you will remember the intricate path
The long rainy days when there was no laughs
When all seemed so lost including yourself
Now Christ takes those days…for which you were prepared.

So go with that sorrowing new training tool
He sharpened and sharpened it uniquely for you
And now you will go and cut down Hells hold
On those now in pain needing Christ and His hope.

March 2, 2016

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Gripped Thu, 25 Feb 2016 02:59:36 +0000 In a moment of sudden pressure
His presence falls as rain
And suddenly rendered silent
I’m gripped as I whisper His name.

For He’s come to reveal His heart now
With direction and clarity clear
And soon I find myself weeping
And wondering what I might hear.

It’s a burden that’s come now from Heaven
To go to the poor and destitute
To addicts and terrors of gang life
The Father will now cut them loose.

His heart is breaking for the lonely
The lost and coldened prostitute
For He sees that same little princess
That His hands once formed in the womb.

No longer will He allow this darkness
Ignored by His ransomed bride
Who’ve chosen to look a far direction
And bury their heads in the night.

No, Christ He comes with an offer
As His people go in the byways
For many now feel the same pressure
As the Spirit too gripped them the same.

February 22, 2016

Love Grows Cold Thu, 25 Feb 2016 02:49:54 +0000 It starts in loving less our friends
Even hiding little heart sins
It moves to where compassion wanes
Now we see love begins to fade.

From passion and zeal for our fellow man
To distance that grows with each demand
Increasing from one to two to three
Loving now less the least of these.

Priorities have now become skewed
People no longer are grace pursued
Yet we do turn with every excuse
Now, yes, the love wax cold does stew.

Christ shall soon lift His righteous hand
Stirs His heart do the cries of man
And we shall hear as He begins to rise
Thunder and quakes and volcanic demise.

For anger ensues from a Holy throne
That His lost sheep are without a home
Pleading He has to the shepherds so long
But now His Word in Ezekiel will haunt.

For His very hands formed every one
Watched He has as the wolves have come
Mercy and grace He’s poured from high
Yet we’ve neglected His Spirit’s heart cry.

Digest we will the living Word
As He separates in every pasture
From sheep to sheep to goats and rams
He will now bring back the lame little lambs.

He declares to search for the lost and the strays
He’ll bind up the injured and strengthen the same
But the sleek and the strong who cared for themselves
A sobering promise to destroy all of them.

So lest we do test the just and fair God
And handle His sheep with careless rods
Best drop to our knees and plead guilty nods
Repenting “my love has grown cold O’ God..”

February 21, 2016

Matthew 12
12“Because lawlessness is increased, most people’s love will grow cold. 13“But the one who endures to the end, he will be saved. 14“This gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all the nations, and then the end will come.

Ezekiel 34

Treasures Wed, 17 Feb 2016 04:12:17 +0000 There’s pearls and diamonds
And royal gems
Strings of beads
And beaded trims
Lace that’s lots
And lots of lace
Rubies and emeralds
And amethysts made.

There’s crowns that dazzle
And scepters that shine
Shiny fabrics with embroidered twine
There’s glass that glistens
On shiny shoes
Are any of these secret treasures to you?

There’s trinkets and gadgets
And flashy brands
Plenty that’s named
From a famous man
There’s trophies and plaques
With noted fame
Are any such treasures
That heal the lame?

There’s automobiles and mansions on hills
Country clubs and dazzling thrills
Trips to Paris and Caribbean cruise
Planes and trains and rafting tubes.

There’s vacation homes to steal away
Makeup and hair-dos to cover grey
Fancy restaurants to eat and play
Movies and putt putt to entertain.

Yet Christ did form a treasure strong
A prized possession above them all
The hearts of many a living soul
Breathed in life with Kingdom roles.

He tucked inside a Kingdom plan
Fitted with clothes, with feet, and hands
Planted a seed of eternal hope
That none would be satisfied on his own.

He whispered secret gifts and things
Ways we’d come onto the scene
To shine a light in darkened means
But dulled we are by pointless things.

He cherished us each and came from high
To pay a debt for His treasured bride
The God Himself with power and might
Left His home to be despised.

With love no man could understand
He hung with lepers and a corrupt tax man
With women left scarred by society
Embraced them into royalty.

With all He made left at the throne
He walked the earth without a home
He worried not about His lot
Gladly fulfilling His ordained plot.

With riches at His fingertips
Thousands of angels awaiting Him
Clothes and flesh had all been stripped
Yet Christ the priceless pearl commits.

Yet after all that He did pay
Is now a time where idols are made
When worldly things just take His place
And Babylon now has come and stayed.

February 16, 2016

But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; 21for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

Matthew 6:20-21

Quiet Strength Wed, 17 Feb 2016 03:50:18 +0000 There’s a beautiful peace in knowing Christ sees your heart and circumstances and He has tenderly reassured you of His presence and path for you. When fervent prayer has preceded answers…an inner peace causes you to be immovable regardless of the storms around you.  When you are misunderstood or judgements are made without intimate knowledge, you can rest knowing Christ will defend you Himself and He has seen it all. Every believer must come to a place where Christ holds the key to your heart and ultimately His approval and blessing reigns above any others. When lies are spoken of you, you need not avenge yourself….for Christ spoke not a word as He was falsely accused. Yet, silently….He surrendered to His Father’s plan. So shall we…and trust Christ will use it all for good.

There’s quiet strength
That wrestles not
When others wound
With wicked talk
When fighting back
Would, yes, make sense
Yet Christ soon says
Be still …resist.

For He will rise
On your behalf
And shine the truth
In times of wrath
And you will need not
Waste such time
For when He comes
He’ll shatter pride.

There’s wisdom in
A muzzled mouth
A silenced tongue
When noise resounds
For Christ inside
Sees everything
And quiet strength
He honors deep.

His peace it comes
And comforts thee
Reminds you
He will never leave
So never let
The tumultuous tide
Steal quiet strength
Or sleep in night.

A Mighty God
Is on your side
And He will sound
A battle cry
For none shall touch
His anointed ones
So pray for them
Before He comes.

February 14, 2016

Winter Nights Wed, 17 Feb 2016 03:09:11 +0000 It’s winter nights
That draw thee near
As wind’s blow thru
That pierce as sheers.

But in the chill
A warmth ignites
The Father’s love
Does run from high.

And when thy child
Is near His fire
Tells He does while she is tired
Stories shes read now come to life
THE MASTER puts His voice inside.

Soon He wakes her up from rest
It’s time she rises to finish best!
For she is called to go when pressed
For Spring is coming where new is fresh.

February 9, 2016

Treasured-A Ladies Retreat with Holly Brook Baptist Church-Hawkins, Tx Tue, 16 Feb 2016 13:12:45 +0000 Treasured

Arise… Tue, 16 Feb 2016 01:10:06 +0000 I was getting a little antsy with the Lord as the Night at the Well event drew near. The Lord had only given me one word….literally. No scripture…nothing else. I have learned I am just not interested in a message that is in my own strength or might…it simply must come by His Spirit alone. Otherwise, there is no life and breath…or transforming power.

As I paced my room talking with Him…I said Lord what would you say to these people?

Then suddenly I saw the most tender picture….of hands forming a baby. As I watched His hands forming the child I heard Him talking gently as He worked. I could hear bits and pieces of His gentleness…for He was a loving Father. As I heard the first words of a poem come…I realized the Lord was sending me to Psalm 139…and on this day the verse became fresh to me:)


13 For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;[b]
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them.

The word “wrought” caught my attention as I began to comb the scriptures for meanings and hidden treasures….my very favorite kind of treasure hunt”).


  • worked into shape by artistry or effort

  • 2:  elaborately embellished  (my personal favorite!!!)

You see in the beginning God spoke and it was…the light, creation, etc…but with us He chose a more tedious process that to me shines His absolute tender care for us..His children. Certainly, He could have said…and God said.” let there be Shelly…” but He didn’t. He took His glorious hands and wove and formed likened to needlepoint..every quirk, personality trait, dream, gifting, talent, and breathed each day into us…before they were. He saw our “substance” which means body and bones before they were even formed. Wouldn’t the normal thing for a loving Father be to talk to His little one as He made them and if you would give me room as I understand His nature…wouldn’t it be natural to whisper all His dreams for us then? Do we not do it as we carry little one’s in our wombs? We sing, read stories, and tell them all the dreams we have for them. If we are made in Christ’s image…then could we venture to guess He did the same?

So…as I saw this beautiful picture of my Father’s hands weaving me and forming together every detail it sounded like this: (audio message from A Night at the Well will be available soon online)

Oh little one my precious gem
For I am forming every limb
For soon you’ll be a lovely face
And in My image you’ll be made.

Inside of you my hands at work
Forming forming every quirk
Uniquely made by My design
You’ll be loved and cherished high.

Oh many others will steer you wrong
Remember whispers as we walk along
For even now imparted is
A destiny none can ever resist.

Oh music..yes music!! Melodies make!
Lyrics that roll from darkened place.
Healing, yes, healing shall be laced
With every utterance you shall make.

Be not unaware of Satan’s schemes
For He will try to silence thee
Resist the devil and he will flee
Silence every voice but Me.

Be careful not to get derailed
With fancy things and perfect nails
For jewels will come in Glory’s mail
But while on earth… rescue from jails.

Inside of you is inner strength
MY Name alone is all you need
Learn to stand strong in belief
Stare into Hell’s soon coming defeat.

Your frame will never limit Me
So think not much of little things
Count it a blessing for you shall see
To My advantage this shall be.

I’ve placed within a zeal shan’t hide
For in your Spirit will be a cry
Until Your beloved you follow and find
You will never be satisfied.

But when you do commit your ways
Giving me glory and All your praise
There’s hidden treasures which I have made
So Come ..ARISE…this very day.

February 9th, 2016

This poem is as true for each reader as it is for myself. Your uniqueness will look different…He has gifted you with tools (talents and gifts) for Kingdom work. Your tools were never meant to be buried…but leveraged against all of Hell for the benefit of mankind to draw others near to a loving Savior.. ready to save. He has chosen to use human vessels…. and just like David with Saul’s armor…until you use your own tools after learning His way with YOU… will be exhausted and joyless. Be confident in God’s way with you…resisting the efforts of others to shape and mold you into something or someone you were never meant to be. God has a place for you where His way in you is needed to minister. Ask Him to take you to that place. There’s a sweet spot Christ wove into your very being….it can’t be separated from you…if we understand the Word..He made sure it was interwoven and it was placed there to fulfill a divine purpose. To never find it or follow it…would be such a tragedy. Trust me..Satan went to work the minute you were born to keep you from God’s plan for your life. Be careful who you take counsel from…Satan will send many to distract and detour you…he will attempt to steal the very path Christ died for you to take. The word in the beginning of Psalm 139 above-FORMED (formed my inward parts)- actually means bought or redeemed. You have every right to sit and dine with the Lord. So pull up to His table…He is waiting you to ARISE….

May you answer the call…trust and obey…lose your life that you may find it..

Love Much…Shelly

Until It First Rains.. Tue, 09 Feb 2016 18:57:26 +0000 The rainbow can’t come
Until it first rains
Dandelions, tulips
And lilies refrain
The seed in the dirt
Will be a dead weight
And nothing shall grow
Until it first rains.

A dream it lays dormant
Until it first rains
A heart of compassion
Will be still at bay
And destiny is hindered
As a treasure to claim
But Christ will withhold it
Until it first rains.

Creation would shrivel
Until it first rains
Dryness would leave
Every creature as lame
No human exempt
To the refining Name
Yet strength doesn’t come
Until it first rains.

Intimacy is unknown
Until it first rains
Blossoming buds and vines
Pruned and pained
The vineyard prepared
With your written name
Will die on the vine
Until it first rains.

His power won’t come
Until it first rains
Prophesying daughters
Are loosed from man’s shame
The scriptures are clear
And Christ did proclaim
Tarry thee here
Until it first rains…

February 8, 2016

]]> Levelland FBC Women’s Conference Fri, 05 Feb 2016 17:11:17 +0000 Shelly Wilson & Kerri Crocker will be joining the Women’s Conference at Levelland FBC.

Details TBA


Live Radio Interview with Shelly Wilson & Missy Zivney with Refuge of Light on Human Trafficking Thu, 04 Feb 2016 00:11:45 +0000 HLE-LOGO-lightning-backSince the moment God placed my feet in the middle of a ministry called Refuge of Light, I have been learning more and more about human trafficking, also known as child sex trafficking. What I have learned is astounding…and I have had the privilege, yet heart wrenching reality of ministering to girls in the midst of such a wicked problem. Thanks to HLE Radio who have been such sweet friends of my ministry and music..they are now also helping us shine more of a light into the darkness of this growing industry. They spent several hours with myself and Refuge of Light’s own, Missy Zivney, discussing Human trafficking and the work of Refuge of Light in the operation of a home offering restoration of girls in Texas. Below is the entire live interview for those who desire to know more about human sex trafficking and how you can help. Also,  we covered signals and signs of trafficking…for many times it’s occurring right next door. We all must become educated…some little one depends on you being made aware.

Find out more about the work of Refuge of Light on the website HERE!

When Strength Comes Sun, 31 Jan 2016 03:56:57 +0000 When Strength Comes
Your head starts to lift
Christ has begun
Restoring again.

When strength comes
Renewed is thy heart
Passions restored
Love is His mark.

When strength comes
Fear you’ll resist
Press to the mark
With true faithfulness.

When strength comes
All of Hell shakes
And watches with fear
You ARISE to your place.

January 30, 2016

Your Ship’s About To Sail…. Sun, 31 Jan 2016 03:11:32 +0000 “You’re ship is about to sail”
I heard the shipmaster say
It’s time to get on board
The wind is blowing today.

As a sailboat sails oceans deep
It’s propelled by delicate winds.
But should the wind cease to blow
The boat is at a dead end.

If the wind is upon thy back
Then carrying you it now does blow
Farther into the deep
To that which is planned for your soul.

“The wind has shifted!” He calls
The crew must swing then the sails
Adjustments then must be made
The mast must spread out the sails.

It is wise for a sailor to allow
The wind to direct all his course
Or finding He may a lost ship
Shipwrecked after a storm.

The secret is not working against
But capturing the wind as it blows
Keeping in step with it’s path
And sailing wherever it blows.

JANUARY 30, 2016

]]> A Night at the Well video-Come Join us for the next one! Feb 12th at 6pm Sun, 31 Jan 2016 02:46:37 +0000 Thanks to Texas Pride Television who came to video our 1st Night at the Well, we get to share it with you. This night the Lord simply told us to worship Him…so that we did. Joined by my sister friend, Kerri Crocker, we delighted in honoring Him with worship from our hearts. We have always delighted in slipping into our closets and knowing others would come in as well. Those present were blessed by His presence and the Holy Spirit touched many hearts. We look forward to the next Night at the Well at Grounds for Justice in Tyler, Texas on Feb 12th. Doors open at 6:00pm. Joining me this month will be Speaker, Gina Bauman and worshiper Lynette Patterson. I will be sharing a message God has placed on my heart through music and His Word… for such a time as this..we would love to have you join us!

Enjoy the video of our 1st evening together! It was a delight!

Shelly Wilson Ministries – A Night at the Well – from on Vimeo.

Sunshine and Rainbows… Sun, 24 Jan 2016 22:14:04 +0000 Sunshine and rainbows
Sweet daffodils
Roses and tulips
Beaded lace frills
A field full of dandelions
Waiting a blow
A flock of His birds
Digging in snow.

Watermelons so red
It drips of such taste
Willows that weep
With purple buds made
Pools of clear water
And rain with a scent
These are the things
That cause me to grin.

Deer in the distance
Remind me His Word
Daring my coming
To heights still unheard
Tender spring showers
Where suns still aglow
A warm burning fire
Hot chocolate on the stove.

A long summer sleep in
That bids no alarm
A hug from a friend dear
That’s gentle and strong
A newly given lyric
With melodic symphonies
The very kind of thing
That always blesses me.

A calm summer breeze
Birthing beautiful poetry
Trees that do whistle
Creating melodies
Falcons that perch
Outside my window
Eagles that soar
From great heights solo.

Lilies that bloom
With trumpeting design
The Bible that stirs me
And Jesus whose inside
The Spirit of God
When He breathes a deep sigh
These are the things that
Keep me alive.

January 24, 2015

When the King Calls Sun, 24 Jan 2016 21:45:56 +0000 When the King Calls
A choice you will make
To follow His voice
And lose all the waste.

When the King calls
Persistent He’ll be
Don’t think for a minute
He gives up easily.

When the King calls
A newness arrives
No longer the same
Set apart for His prize.

When the King Calls
The world soon should see
The King now in you
Tending the sheep.

When the King calls
There’s a crises of faith
To stay on the shore
Or launch deep in grace.

When the King calls
You’ll have to declare
You trust Him for favor
In times of despair.

When the King calls
Courage you’ll need
To drop all your nets

And when the King calls
And His voice you do hear
Simply say “Yes Lord”
Resisting ALL fear.

January 22, 2016

The Covering Sun, 24 Jan 2016 21:31:02 +0000 A covering will protect you
Without your being choked.
Its gentle as a blanket
When you are down and low.

It encourages to God’s best
And nudges you ahead
It never let’s you rest assured
That more can not be fed.

This covering of divine order
Will grant a seed to grow
It waters and packs the nourishment
Has fragrance as a rose.

It’s authority handles such treasures
And tends the Father’s flock
The covering ordained by Jesus
Will pray for God’s own heart.

If a covering becomes more a noose like
Then fruit has died on the vine
For the covering that Christ does teach now
Is against the yokes that bind.

So if you find yourself breathless
And freedom Christ longs for evades
Then run to Christ ere in secret
With His sword He will sure cut away.

January 22, 1916

]]> The Swallow Tue, 19 Jan 2016 03:10:04 +0000 For a few days the Lord was giving me this sweet little picture. It was so clear and detailed of a bird cage with the door left open. I noticed the little bird in the cage walk towards the open door very slowly almost fearfully …realizing the cage was floating in water she dipped her toe into the water….it was apparently cold so she drew back her foot and ran back to the back of the cage. This was something I pondered for days. I have seen many and even myself at times choose the cage rather than freedom. I have talked with many men and women in some form of a cage. Yet somehow the freedom is frightening…more so than the familiar cage.  When I had suffered illness for a long period of time I almost had to re-learn being well after I was healed.  I had adjusted to life with illness but had to re-adjust to life without it.  When many are released from prison they tend to struggle after the release…because the uncertainty is overwhelming, yet the prison was predictable. Many times we stay in what’s familiar because it’s become our new normal rather than being like Abraham and walking into a place to which he was a stranger. Yet it was the land to which he was a stranger that God was giving him. Christ desires us to be free. Yet, it will take faith to have freedom…faith to risk, faith to walk into the unknown, faith to dip your toe into the cold water and choose to go into the deep rather than shrink back to where you’ve been…trusting the Lord moment by moment that His plan is good and His protection is promised. It doesn’t mean there won’t be trials and struggles, mountains and valleys, but we can rest knowing that all things will work together for our good…so if Christ opens a door for you in an area…don’t be afraid to walk through it…the hardest step will be the first..:)

The Swallow

The door of the cage was left open
The little swallow slowly walked to the ledge.
Peeking over she was floating in water
She stuck her foot gently to the edge.

With tip toes she pointed her foot down
And her toe was pierced by such cold
And fear of what was outside now
Gripped her inside her very soul.

She ran back to the same ole’ dark corner
For it had become a refuge made
Freedom it seemed was so foreign
And comfort was familiar in the cage.

She heard a whisper “you are not alone”
And the tears welled up in her eyes
For she knew that gentle sweet Father
Was beckoning her to arise.

She stood up and gave a small whimper
Fighting such panic of heart
And slowly made one step….then another
To the edge where the cage now rocked.

She peered to what seemed a vast ocean
Deep the waters looked a dark blue
The voice she could hear in the distance
Calling “come” I have abundant life for you.

The tug of war of emotional conversations
The “what if’s” and the “what if I’m wrongs”
“What if I’m not truly hearing
This melody from freedom’s song?”

Confusion it covered the hope now
And just as she thought to turn back
The voice of many waters
Whispered “trust me…look up and not back.”

Once again she tapped at the water
Now her foot is fully submerged
And gripping with dear life the doorway
She pulled the other foot with a tug.

Her heart was racing so fiercely
She looked down to see she could stand
Somehow under the waters
Was a platform…no wait!...”it’s a hand…”

With one step she heard the door behind her
Close with a gentle locking sound
She gazed behind her to see nothing
No cage that once kept her bound.

In a moment sheer joy filled her heart cry
Simultaneously also came fright
For where and what would she do now
Then she felt a hug very tight.

“Remember little bird consider the lilies
How I dress them with beauty arrayed
There’s no need to worry of tomorrows
For all of your days long ago made.

So jump on my wings and just rest now
For the journey is too much for you
And I will carry you further
And feed manna strengthening you.”

With that she tucked into His feathers
She noticed she was soaring in mid-air
On His back she soared with no effort
For He was flying her somewhere.

She closed her eyes just to be still
And felt His wind thru her hair
She heard the most amazing melodies
As she slept knowing He loved and cared.

Pretty soon she was rubbing her eyes
Wondering where she was
And she looked at the most beautiful landscape
Pristine with the shining sun.

She whispered “wonder where this is?”
The rivers had grand waterfalls
And the voice of many waters
Said this is where you have been called.

January 17, 2016


Hebrew. deror, i.e., “the bird of freedom” ( Psalms 84:3 ; Proverbs 26:2 ), properly rendered swallow, distinguished for its swiftness of flight, its love of freedom, and the impossibility of retaining it in captivity.

Parables.. Sun, 17 Jan 2016 01:37:37 +0000

And the disciples came and said to Him, “Why do You speak to them in parables?” Jesus answered them, “To you it has been granted to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not been granted.
Matthew 13:11

We often forget after years of following Christ where we came from. We impress with our scripture memory and cast a net full of theology upon many an unbeliever or backslider. Much of the time our” Christian-ese” makes little sense to them. Yet, Christ knew the heart of those He spoke to so He talked to them in a language they could understand. Today it seems we focus much on the words of  Christ and their meaning or interpretation, without ever considering His actual delivery or the handling of hearts.

Likewise, if Paul knew He had to become all things to all people that He might win some…when shall we follow his example as well…for the sake of the Kingdom. It’s the foolish things that confound the wise… He does not always move in the same way with each person…for each person is unique. He knows their language! What will make their heart jump! There have been times when the only thing Christ required of me to draw a heart to His was simply to sing “Jesus loves me…” While I sang..He saved.

I did my part…then He did His. Don’t complicate it..listen to the Holy Spirit, He knows exactly what each heart needs. Many times it’s the little things….I’ve seen Him do wonders with tiaras and feather boas placed on a precious woman or girl in need of love. Much of the time we hurl scripture like a dagger when Christ has a different…more personal…. approach and the language we use must be that which they understand. When He spoke to fishermen…He taught them about catching fish. He uses many stories about farming, etc. Many have not yet been GIVEN or GRANTED the mysteries of the gospel yet…so we must meet them where they are…

Sometimes…we must clothe and feed them…before their heart is ready for Jesus…many times we take a short cut..but the Lord tells us plainly to meet needs in a way that will then open hearts to Him.

Talk to me as did The Christ
In parables if you must
But meet me where I am
With a mere elementary love.

The big and lofty approach
Confuses me at best
So speak to me as Paul
Being All to win SOME is best..

You see I see not thy heart
Just words spoken in haste
It seems you speak of much love
But are really preoccupied these days.

For I have nothing to eat
My clothes are old and but worn
I see you dress really nice
Yet mine are soiled and torn.

Your knowledge is sure to impress
Yet I am still thirsty and dry
So feed me as Christ did His sheep
In a language that pierces my cries.


Unwrap The Gift Sun, 03 Jan 2016 14:22:41 +0000 it is not a vain thing to desire to be used in your divine calling. It is the will of the Father that you do…actually the scriptures say “desire earnestly..” for it is how He designed you to bring Him glory. Our fulfillment will never be complete until we have discovered the gifts Christ placed within us. It is our duty to discover and examine our lives and it is the will of the Father for us to embrace and say yes to using these gifts. Joy, according to the scripture, is also tied to using our gifts and moving in our assignments. To never unlock that which Christ preordained in you is grievous to His own heart. You were made for a mission. Should you not fulfill that which He birthed you for..something goes undone. If you are not operating in your giftings…someone is getting robbed. Someone in need of the Christ in you and how He uses you and you, yourself, will also be robbed of joy and fulfillment. It is also critical to ask the Lord where to use these gifts. Your gifts make room for you…but sometimes only if you are in the right room. You have an assignment and you have a field….isn’t it time you obeyed that which Christ has put you here for? Unwrap the gifts in you my friends…

There’s a gift inside of you
And probably more than one
God formed it with His hands
And breathed it in your lungs.

You’ll never be fully whole
If wrapped it always stays
For Christ meant it to shine
A path of light each day.

See Satan will pull no punches
To silence what’s inside of you
He’ll make a reasonable argument
For you to cease pursuit.

And if you are not careful
Stolen this gift will be
So do unwrap your gift
There is now an urgency.

You may be hoarding a pen
A “ready writer” may be your task
Yet if you choose beautiful bows
The gift will remain unwrapped.

Or maybe a prophet seer..a teacher
Or Shepherd He’s made
Oh, the world has renamed us much
But Christ is restoring ancient days.

Perhaps with David you swell
Your heart takes ready for flight
Because what Christ wove in you
Is a Psalmist to which you are like.

Oh goodness a preacher He made!!!
But Satan has used all his tricks
He’s silenced the possibilities
By men who don’t recognize this.

For listen!!! When formed in the womb..
It was then He called you to be
The gift embodying the Christ
So unwrap the gift is His plea.

January 2, 2015

1 Peter 4:10

As good stewards of the manifold grace of God, each of you should use whatever gift he has received to serve one another.

The Horse Mon, 28 Dec 2015 06:58:00 +0000 The horse he is ready
Yet his gallop’s restrained
His shoes dig the dirt
With a warring proclaim.

Unbearable delays
The shoot closes in
Eyes fixed on the gate
Oh!!!….to run with the wind!!!

The bridle it is snug
The reins in strong grip
For a second too soon
Could cause a forfeit.

So enduring patience
With painful reprise
The horse waits the sound
Of the trumpet to rise.

And as it does blow
And release is approved
The power unleashed
Quiets Heaven’s throne room.

December 27, 2015

Dandelions Again…. Mon, 28 Dec 2015 00:09:29 +0000 There’s a sign of great significance
Which Christ has made so dear
It signals coming wind’s soon
That lift you high and clear.

It’s the breath of God preparing
To blow a dainty weed
Again here comes the dandelion
He’s preparing for new seeds.

The flower not in bloom still
Just fuzzy softened spools
Waiting for The Father
To send breath from His room.

Excitement fills the field now
Yet a bit of saddened gloom
For leaving is so hard still
But Father knows it too.

Here He comes! He’s a ready!!
And soon a gentle rush…
One seed, two seed, now many
Fly high to a harvest lush.

December 24, 2015

When the Wind Blows Mon, 28 Dec 2015 00:05:48 +0000 When the wind blows
The heart is stirred
Restless and anxious
A divine coming surge.

When the wind blows
The air becomes crisp
Quickens the heart
There’s coming a drift.

When the wind blows
The Father He speaks
Hearts on His mind
He wants to use me.

When the wind blows
I know to prepare
Pack all my clothes
Start climbing the stairs.

When the wind blows
Time it begins
Starting anew
Here comes a fresh wind.

When the wind blows
You’ll too have a choice
Stay where you are
Or chart the new course.

And when the wind blows
His protection and plan
Is wrapped in this air
That blows with His hand.

And wind that wind blows
There’s power indeed
So follow dear man
It’s freedoms new wings.

December 23, 2015

Yield Sun, 27 Dec 2015 23:25:45 +0000 It’s the moment you notice a thing
In the quickness of a glance
Almost like a slow motion
It’s Holy Spirit showing a man.

It’s mostly no grand production
Just a knowing that’s often dismissed
But what you do with that moment
Is presenting a precious gift.

For shrugging it off is no option
Be sure Christ has set His eyes
Upon a precious soul now
He’s sending you to shine.

The need could be unseen still
So be careful and listen close
Swallow any fear now
And make His presence known.

Start by simply asking
“Could I pray for you today..
For Jesus has given a whisper
He sees your storm a rage.

But know He’s not forgotten
He sent me here just for you
To tell you He is watching
And He will pull you thru.”

So friends be careful to yield now
To what Christ wants to do
For there’s a life in balance
Depending on Jesus IN you…

December 22, 2015

Galatians 5:25

Since we live by the Spirit, let us walk in step with the Spirit.

Reach Back Sun, 27 Dec 2015 23:20:42 +0000 Remember where thou hast been
In despair blown by strong winds
And when the storm does clear
Reach back for others, dear.

When journeying onward still
Be mindful all around
Keep eyes and hearts so keen
Reach back for others seen.

Dare not to waste a thing
A triumph of your own
Keep secret nothing learned
Reach back to hearts of stone.

Thy scars were left to pierce
With memories close to heart
To share of what you’ve learned
Reach back, teach what’s been taught.

In vain would suffering be
If wrapped beautifully pristine
As if no pain had pierced
Reach back and share please dear.

Appearance must be dead
Approval crucified
Reach back with tender hands
To those who walk behind.

December 22, 2015

      3Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, 4who comforts us in all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 5For just as the sufferings of Christ are ours in abundance, so also our comfort is abundant through Christ. 6But if we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; or if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which is effective in the patient enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer; 7and our hope for you is firmly grounded, knowing that as you are sharers of our sufferings, so also you are sharers of our comfort.

2 Corinthians 1:3-7

Arrested Sun, 27 Dec 2015 23:11:19 +0000 I remember vividly the Holy Spirit lovingly convicting me of an unknown sin. Honestly, it was something I thought clearly right at the time. Yet the Lord began to show me the deep damage I had caused. It seemed very subtle and even my heart was in the right place. I thought I was obeying the Lord. Yet I had not thought through the effects on a heart of one of His children. To make matters more grievous I had failed to tend that same heart when I knew it was broken. I remember the sickness in my stomach over the revelation of such a truth. I wept for some time over the thought of hurting another. The carpet in my little closet was soaked with the sorrow of repentance. I have always been cautious about hurting people…almost obsessively trying not to..but my zeal to obey the Lord actually clouded His very heart.  Although it was rough and painful as the Holy Spirit began to deal with me, it was also a moment of joy…that I could actually go try to fix it.

Not knowing whether forgiveness would be given, I knew I had to humble myself and do my part…and Christ would do His. I knew if I didn’t He would not trust me with other hearts to which He wanted to send my way for love and truth. It was the heart of Christ, Himself. There was such freedom and joy as the Holy Spirit cleansed my own heart…

He had ARRESTED me…and I knew intimately then what Jesus means when He says “the truth shall set you free..” I shudder to think at what might have happened should I have ignored His heart…so many times I think God tries to nudge us into obedience but we resist…with many many excuses. Sin is still sin and if we dare to live daily resisting…He may very well let us have our way in it…which will leave us void of His Spirit, short of His destiny for us, and captive to sin itself….may it never be so. Should He come with sweet conviction….let Him have His way…do not resist arrest…:)

There comes the sound of sweet chains
A lock is turned by keys
Arrested behind divine bars
The Holy Spirits convicting plea.

He comes, yes, to confront
To tear down inner walls
Prepare for solemn songs
He’s shattering secret Sauls.

He shall not release thy soul
When Father loves thee well
It’s a prison of passion and zeal
For healing just be still.

Put down the Holy facade
For He has made you now
He’s diving deeper yet
Into that hidden well.

Arrested…by such love..
Thy comfort holdeth thee
Yet in the same sweet breath
The Sword is cutting deep.

See, truth is double edged
It’s beauty is full of pain
Yet setting captives free
The Spirit of Truth proclaims.

So settle in these shackles
For softest they can be
When arrested by His Spirit
Until thy work’s complete.

Wrestle not too long
Lest His Spirit withdraws
And leaves you but to sin
Turning you over to it all.

December 22, 2015

Galatians 5:16-23


16 But I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh. 17 For the desires of the flesh are against the Spirit, and the desires of the Spirit are against the flesh, for these are opposed to each other, to keep you from doing the things you want to do. 18 But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not under the law. 19 Now the works of the flesh are evident: sexual immorality, impurity, sensuality, 20 idolatry, sorcery, enmity, strife, jealousy, fits of anger, rivalries, dissensions, divisions, 21 envy,[a] drunkenness, orgies, and things like these. I warn you, as I warned you before, that those who do such things will not inherit the kingdom of God. 22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.

Romans 8:5-9

For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on the things of the Spirit. For to set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace. For the mind that is set on the flesh is hostile to God, for it does not submit to God’s law; indeed, it cannot. Those who are in the flesh cannot please God.

You, however, are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if in fact the Spirit of God dwells in you. Anyone who does not have the Spirit of Christ does not belong to him.

Psalm 81:12
So I gave them over to their stubborn hearts to follow their own devices.

Romans 1:28
Furthermore, just as they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, so God gave them over to a depraved mind, so that they do what ought not to be done.

Throw a Rope Sun, 27 Dec 2015 22:29:19 +0000 Oh if we could see the imprisoned hearts around us… there are days where weariness withholds my own vision. It’s not that Christ isn’t trying to show them to me…it’s merely that I refuse to see. I may be overwhelmed with a list of obligations…yet miss His altogether. For nothing is more important than the hearts of men. His proclamation of anointed obligations in Isaiah 61 is a constant reminder to my own heart. If He was called to it….then we must also be. For He now lives in us.  If I find myself so busy that I can no longer love on those in need…then Satan has gotten me bound to his own work…and I, even this week, confessed a string of distractions. Distractions will cause a love-less heart…and fruit will begin to grow distant. Our compassion for others will lessen quickly and urgency to tend the broken will become almost non-existent. This is so not a place I desire to be….and in those moments as I sit before Him and He begins to whisper ever so gently…simplify…I put my list before Him…and allow Him the honor of erasing all that He desires… Then I will be ready to “throw a rope” to any fellow brothers and sisters deserted, shipwrecked, or wounded from the war.

Will someone throw a rope
For I am sore in need
Will you just walk on by
Or listen to my pleas.

The prison is so deep
I cannot find a gate
My destiny is tied
To one who lends escape.

I’ve waited many years
And heard the passers by
Many speak of Christ
But turn a blinded eye.

Time is taken much
And soon you say you’ll come
Yet many years are passed
And me with iron rungs.

I don’t need very much
Just love that gives a thrust
Who ties a rope up tight
And bends to give a tug.

Please lower down thy lamp
You’ll see my sorrowed eyes
Unless you are but busy
And continue passing by.

December 21, 2015

Philippians 2:4

Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.

Philippians 2:4

Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.

Galatians 6:2

Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.

Matthew 25:44-45

Then they also will answer, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to you?’ Then he will answer them, saying, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me.’

Don’t Rush Me Mon, 21 Dec 2015 15:26:22 +0000 My favorite place to worship is at the altar…The Lord tends to beckon me there should one be available. Of course, we can create an altar anywhere and I have by faith done so in my closet, in the midst of an old cemetery, and other intimate places I have spent time with the Lord. Yet…there is something special about a Church altar to my heart. I find we have become too far from the altar. Yes, Christ will and can meet us in the pew..yet altars were always significant to the Lord in His Word. It is a place of sacrifice and worship. I have found such depth meeting with Him at the altar and honestly while in worship at our last Night at the Well event I found myself at the altar on my knees once again lost in Him. Most times I long to stay longer…much longer. I wonder does He feel the same…how often we cut Him short of His glory manifesting in a powerful way…we are a people who knows not how to “linger” in worship…as if it’s not enough and we must get onto the next thing…the next order of business..yet sometimes He just wants us to worship Him…to stay….to rest in Him. Such significance in this place…we can’t rush Him or His work. We must be willing to give over the reigns….so often at any altar I whisper…please don’t rush me….I don’t want to leave His presence…He is loving me…healing me…speaking promises to my heart..He is tending His little lamb…mending brokenness…restoring joy…wiping tears…let me linger…

There’s a sweet sweet whisper
I hear Him calling me
Down to this altar
Where only tears can sing.

His presence is so warm here
How can I cut Him short
So please please don’t rush me
For I must stay some more.

He wraps me in His arms here
I lift my hands above
He pours on me His glory
His mercy and His love.

I dare not move too quickly
For time He does desire
So please please don’t rush me
For tis His precious time.

Keep playing that sweet music
For demons now have fled
His power manifested
His hand upon my head.

His call comes forward clearly
I wash His feet with hair
So please please don’t rush me
His fragrance fills the air.

I cannot leave too soon please
For this is where I breathe
His filling full of passion
He doesn’t want to leave.

My healing lays in wait here
My assignment awaits here too
So please please don’t rush me
Until The Masters thru…

December 21, 2015

Love… Mon, 21 Dec 2015 05:04:20 +0000 Love is an unexpected gift
Of time with a long lost friend
Love is softened stains
As one wipes the tears and tends.

Love is a gentle squeeze
When your strength is all but gone
Love it perseveres
To ensure another song.

Love it never leaves
One stranded in a pain
Love it grabs a hand
To write a new refrain

Love it pours a cup
Of coffee with an ear
To settle a troubled heart
And listen to their tears.

Love it keeps one close
To foresee a troubled road
Love it intervenes
When the the wind blows in too cold.

Love it wraps one tight
Like a blanket of precious warmth
Love rebuilds the ruins
When Satan leaves one scorned.

Love accepts not the loss
Of all that is so good
Love is in the gap
When others are tired and ruined.

Love it holds the hand
Of one frightened in the night
And love was shown us pure
Thru the very love of Christ.

December 19, 2015

Won’t You Run Sun, 20 Dec 2015 17:14:54 +0000 I was driving when this song began stirring in my heart. In the next morning, the Lord finished it and I have fallen in love with His melody and heart in it. We soon will bring it together for others to hear and heal. Until then…let the lyrics alone reach deep into your hearts and allow Christ to call you to Himself. It is the only place of healing…and He promises to complete the work…even if it takes some time. Years of wilderness seasons prepared Joseph, Moses, and Paul. Should your wilderness seem not to end…know a grand assignment is waiting in due time…

I will bind your broken heart
Just run to me
I will give you a new heart
Just run to me

In the days where clouds roll in
Just run to me
In the night where dark is bright

Just run to me

And I’ll run run run to you
Yes I’ll run run run to you
Won’t you come come come
Run to me
And I’ll run run run
Run to you

When you wake up from your sleep
Run run to me
When your eyes can only weep
Just run to me

When your lost and all alone
Run to me
When the waters hover deep
Just run to me

And I’ll run run run
Run to you
Yes I’ll run run run
Run to you
Won’t you come come come
Run to me
And I’ll run run run
Run to you


Haste Sun, 20 Dec 2015 15:44:06 +0000 There is the reading of the scripture
That leaves still no effect

Perhaps but a mere habit
We need Rema..God’s “NOW” breath.

A shouting of yes’s and agreed with “amen!”
Yet never realizing the death deep within.

When stories recounted yet never dug deep
Stirring ill comfort from sin that still seeps

Always so very mindful of the other lame lambs
Still not understanding,

You are the man.”

Prideful admissions lacking real clout
Pious ambitions in love with the crowds.

Stealing and wounding the Father’s sweet flock
He will soon come now
For the “House of God”

Nothing is hidden
No fickle excuse
For He will require rehearsing the muse.

Stoned are His people thrown outside the gates
Yet as did the Apostles, He’ll answer with haste.

December 17, 2015

Dry Bones Sat, 19 Dec 2015 20:22:37 +0000 Do dry bones know when their dry?
For they are now void of life
Hearing is dull and scarce
Vision has gone and left.

For only when Christ wakens these
And the Holy Spirit pervades the dead leaves
Will breath return in thy lungs
And gasping for air will be heard.

Recognizing a death is humbling
If not tender with Christ as a reed
If Thy Spirit is always held off
And blasphemed with neglect and scoffed.

When weeping is lost in thy heart
When the eyes are dry and zeal not
When the brethren no longer are close
There’s no wind but only dry bones.

December 14, 2015

Bigotry Sat, 19 Dec 2015 20:19:20 +0000 There is a deep deep problem in the Kingdom
Unseen by the natural eye
But a hardness of heart of God’s people
For others who are different than thine.

Where hatred may not be so evident
Yet a prejudice so subtle to man
But God the seeing one is heart broken
Of the love that is lacking in the land.

It’s rooted in pride and in arrogance
A bigotry that’s held high esteemed
Forsaking those called by Heaven
Rejecting their gifts and their pleas.

Until our very eyes soon do open
Christ will refuse shallow prayers
For wrestle His heart not with color
Nor gender does nullify fair.

Be cautious to repeat all history
And think now that we shall escape
The judgement that Christ still has promised
Repent now before it’s too late.

December 13, 2015

When Love Fails Tue, 15 Dec 2015 23:57:49 +0000 When love fails the heart is hope deferred

A repetitious cycle of lost-ness occurs

When one pours out yet comes up short

You may have to release all to the Lord.

One can grow weary of waiting a heart

To turn to compassion embrace the Shepherd’s rod

And if not so careful thy own heart grows cold

Resist such a hardness that tries to grab hold.

Gentle is our Father and He wants us too

To pour out His Spirit to others for blooms.

And if love has fallen and failed with high price

Love fails not with the perfect love of Christ.

December 12, 2015

Scavengers Tue, 15 Dec 2015 23:41:56 +0000 Be cautious my friends of what and whom you allow into your life, homes, or ministries. Not everything, nor everyone, is as they seem. We must now more than ever be very wise. There is a very real spiritual world all around us. We are battling not flesh and blood but principalities….things unseen. Guard yourself most when you are weary of the fight. The enemy will not refrain coming in such a moment. Remember the woman who followed Paul for days…speaking such flattery and seemingly all the right words…yet was possessed by a “spirit.” Ask the Lord to stir up the gifts of the Spirit within you for wisdom and knowledge..that you may see truth that is veiled. Then ask Him for boldness to speak against that which is sent by the enemy. In this hour….we must be willing to speak boldly and unashamedly. Paul set an example..

There is caution in the death of a thing
When prowlers will come and sing
When buzzards and vultures circle bout
To feed off the rubble and devour.

They’ll pick at the wounded and lame
Quickly they run in to claim
Plunder of one’s saddened state
They are scavengers sent from Hell’s way.

When weeping is needed with thee
Some will refuse even to see
The cold-hearted man rises up
To receive benefits of dead love.

Discernment of supernatural means
Is required for us to now see
For the saintliest of saints can fall prey
To wolves and hyenas dressed to save.

Thy closet best be a common stay
And Holy Spirit a friend closely made
Or in your very moment of pain
The scavengers will take what remains…

(November 15, 2015)

The Silenced Sparrow Mon, 14 Dec 2015 23:29:56 +0000 A sparrow was nestling in her comfort
Awakened to a startling sound
As she lifted her head to see below her
A dark storm had circled around.

The winds and the rain rocked her homeland
The twigs began to loose one by one
Then the home she had known for some time now
Had fallen with wind’s just too strong.

Wedged far below her tree of safety
It’s limbs now we’re broken in two
Returning was no more an option
Her eyes blurred with tears fighting swoons.

The ground which she laid seemed so foreign
Her wings seemed broken and pained
For months turned to years she’d forgotten
How to sing the simplest refrain.

Hoarse and bruised from the great fall
Her heart seemed to stifle her song
Her passion and desire left up high now
Resting in a home now long gone.

Yet, one day her eyes opened startled
The panic of old memories again struck
But it was just another tiny sparrow
Offering a hand to lift her up.

Her heart barely trusted to reach out
For a wall in her heart now protected her
But the sparrow was so loving and so tender
Day after day she built trust.

A new little bed this new friend built her
Deep in the woods far far from home
The tiny sparrow even found her a pillow
Softer than any other she’d ever known.

For some time every day she would feed her
Until she would regain her own strength
She’d walk and listen to her heartache
Until darkness forced them to go to sleep.

When sickness from home sick would linger
Tiny sparrow would give a tight hug
And promised that soon it’d get better
Then sing her to sleep with great love.

One day a many months now later
She asked sweet sparrow why all this she did
And she stated “Our Father has sent me
To remind you the promise He said.”

Those songs in your heart where He blessed you
Has healing for others now in need
He breathed His very breath upon you
While forming your hands and your feet.

Your silence it deafens all of Heaven
For they too know what you must do
And they have been waiting your restoration
While thru sorrow Father poured love into you.

So now it is must arise now.
Sing ..sing…you must sing
The songs He placed deep inside you
Were given to set captives free.

December 13, 2015

The Time of Restoration Sun, 13 Dec 2015 23:13:09 +0000 There comes a time of restoration
When the ancient ways will be again
When prophets arise in a moment
From a wilderness designed by God’s hand.

No eloquence or worldly esteem , no..
They’ll be the smallest of the clan
And the silence and famine of Zion
Will flourish in vision again.

The weeping of Jeremiah’s own anguish
That baffled and angered most men
Jeremiah kept crying of lost comfort
And of deer with no pasture or land.

Could it be today still there’s a void…yes..
Of the comforter that’s allowed for collapse
For now, again, is idolatry of knowledge
And a church where Ichabod rests.

But soon, very soon, comes a fresh wind
Where revelation again comes renewed
And restoration of that devoured by locusts
Will be seen again as in the Upper Room.

December 13, 2015

The Book of Lamentations

A Pondering of Preparation Sat, 12 Dec 2015 15:19:56 +0000 For several days I had felt the Lord impress upon me to take communion during our time together. Usually in this I am reading the passage of the breaking of bread, etc. Yet, today something just arose in me. We seem so disconnected at times just going through the motions as we commune with Christ. I held up my little cracker and just began truly remembering…after all….there was much more that happened on the cross than we will ever realize…it was as if He wanted me to walk it out with Him.

………………..and suddenly …………………it was as if I was there watching. I began to retrace His steps in my heart according to His Word. The days before ….the moment of His crucifixion…wondering what He felt and saw. Then when I had received the elements…I had an intimate understanding of why He says..”take up your cross and follow me…” I am particularly fond of the one unknowing soul who happened to be walking by..Simon. 

Suddenly, the soldiers compelled him to help Jesus carry His cross. I wonder what was going through his mind. He was just passing through when suddenly he became part of the grandest, yet horrific, moment in all of history. Did He know what a privilege it was to be chosen for such an assignment? Yet…I am sure his heart was in utter torment at what he saw…but we really can’t know can we…at least on this side of Glory. Maybe he exemplifies the true follower of Christ in a way we have not seen before. Covered by the magnificent love of Christ laying down His a little ordinary man just passing through….then suddenly he finds himself picking up the burden of Christ…and walking with Him..literally entering into the fellowship of His sufferings.

A Pondering of Preparation..

The anticipation alone must have been excruciating…

the mere anxiety of the “wait” had to have been overwhelming…thus the sweat turning to blood.

The knowledge and foreseeing of what was to come had to be unimaginable. Maybe the waiting for Judas to align with Satan was more painful than even the rest. For the wounds of the heart are much deeper than that of human flesh.

What made you endure? you hugged the whipping post and flesh tore from your bones…what kind of love is this?…

Unrecognizable. …as a man…yet somehow you lifted the cross just enough to start the long leg of your journey…each step must have been as heavy as trying to run in water.

Suddenly, the weight of it all…but for a man just passing through…Lord, am I likened to this man?…Do I help carry your burdens? Surely at times I resist….yet your Spirit compels me as also the soldiers compelled this one..Simon. Knowing you ordain steps…clearly this was not a coincidence…he was chosen before the foundations of the world for this very moment. I wonder did he know this? I wonder if it was like slow motion to you both…

Managing to get to the spot of your coming death…..anguish must have been heard with each nail as it was driven into your hands and feet…

Anguish again surely as the mere weight of gravity pulled at your skin, muscles, and bones as the cross was erected…

The blistering heat and sweat dripping must have stung deeply under the jagged crown of thorns….the softness of your temples so delicate on us humans must have never felt such pain…

Then suddenly a deafening silence…..utter darkness ..and the presence of our Father was gone…ultimate separation from the presence of God. You felt the atmosphere of Hell itself in those moments. …death must have invaded you…. and the will to live? could there be any?…yet you knew it was… hope disguised.

Soon..very soon. ..not soon enough… it would be finished..

……but the crowd…every face for whom your pain was felt was mocking you…cheering at the brutality of your suffering…laughing at what seemed your demise…little did they know their very healing hung on that cross…that the future of humanity was in your very blood…life itself…as each drop saturated the ground one by one.

Then for kicks they pierced your sweet side…with no ability for you to stoop over and hold the pain as would be normal…you simply had to endure..

Yet on your lips was love…..did you recall as each face was formed by your own hands? As babes …what care you took in creating them for such purpose…each gave you sheer delight as you numbered the hairs on each head..

The same as the faces now rejecting you….and rejoicing … such cruelty. How, Lord, can the heart of men be so cold towards another…

Pontius Pilate …..with self proclaimed cleansed hands…yet as guilty still as the soldiers whose hand wielded the painful blows to your back…for He too chose…

But love ….some kind of supernatural love…a love unfathomable by any human terms…compelled you to take the cup….embrace the cross…silently suffer as all of Heaven waited your call….but love prevailed…and held the nails…the anguish of every sin and sorrow of every human being from generation to generation poured upon you….it’s why you understand us in our valleys…it’s why we can trust you in them… YOU WERE THERE…just as I am watching you and remembering…you were watching us..moment by moment…step by step…tear by tear…and you stayed….you didn’t have to….but you did…until it was finished…

So today, Lord, I honor you as I partake of  this bread and what it represents ….your body broken for me…and this juice that pours the life of your blood that was shed for me…and I am amazed by this love….I mean we think that somehow we understand it perhaps…but maybe the truth is…it’s impossible to get my head around…

So today I just remember…and ponder…and thank you for giving your life for me….and in return all I know to do now…. is give my life for you…

and take up my cross….and follow….
November 20, 2015




The Poisoned Arrows Fri, 11 Dec 2015 04:40:04 +0000 The Poisoned Arrow

Some arrows from Satan are meant just to graze
Or even to fly by to cause fear to raise
But deadly are others he sets in his sights
Laced with a poison to slowly take life.

The arrows prepared now with such unique care
For he knows exactly what brings you despair
And his perfect timing is planned just as well
He draws back his bow and the arrow takes air.

You’ll know when an arrow is laced with demise
Dripping is sorrow that lingers and cries
You may need more help than you would otherwise
And Christ is the healer that brings you to life.

But beautiful wisdom will come on the wings
Of this poisoned arrow that hurled to kill thee
And after a time of healing is done
Christ sends you to recover more poisoned ones.

November 23, 2015

It’s all about perspective….see Job:) What Satan meant for evil..God will use for good..

Job 6:4

For the arrows of the Almighty are in me;
    my spirit drinks their poison;
    the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

(I would suggest the reading of Job 6 in it’s entirety)

The Little Peacock Wed, 09 Dec 2015 02:24:54 +0000 There once was a beautiful peacock
Whose feathers were frayed and torn
Her tail it drug behind her
Swollen from rocks and thorns.

Her colors had dulled and now dingy
Covered in soot and debris
And missing were many her feathers
Leaving holes in her once shining wings.

Till one day a voice in the desert
Was heard in the wind and the breeze.
“little peacock my birds flock together
And others are missing their wings.

It’s time now that you do allow me
To wash and clean all those wounds
And I shall restore all your feathers
And bring back your colorful hues.”

The little peacock sat very very still now
As her Father began gentle strokes
From time to time she was wincing
For sting did the water and soap.

He’d stop and talk as she rested
Whenever she needed her breath
Reassuring her once He was finished
Her tail would once again spread.

Tears would drop as He bathed her
“Now, now I know that your sore..
But trust me you now have a heart that
Will go soon and rescue some more.

Remember how gently I’ve held you
For others will need the same hands
When I now send you to find them
They’ll likely be barely to stand.”

Father, where will now you send me?
He said “there are many who need to arise.
But I will make sure you can see them
For I’m giving you sight thru My eyes.

Ok, little one it’s now over
Now slowly stand up..take your place
The little peacock gasped as she marveled
Her beautiful tail as it raised.

Oh Father, my wings too are mended
That dingy ole dirt is all gone
How now can i ever repay you
For your gentle hands and all?

“You must now prepare for new journeys
There’s waiting lost birds needing love
And you will now help restore them
Remind them their called from above.

Remember My sweet, gentle touch now
And the way I hugged you and rocked
For many have wandered alone now
So love them too back to My flock.

November 25, 2015

When He Walks.. Fri, 04 Dec 2015 04:06:36 +0000 If you close your eyes to see
The WORD a beautiful seed
We quickly understand the “tug”
When Christ decides to stand up.

For at times He starts a slow step
Then suddenly there’s a pull to the left
Yet our flesh prefers to stay put
But it’s Christ moving now with His foot.

When His heart is set on a thing
A place or person in need
That “struggle” inside of our own
Is felt whenever we roam.

You see if we fail to submit
To the Master and His divine grip
The grief and sadness of soul
Is actually His grabbing hold.

There’s a lesson for us must be learned
When He Walks we give to His turns
For inside Christ resides clothed in flesh
Walking in us are His very footsteps.

November 17, 2015

Ladies Retreat with Refuge of Light Tue, 01 Dec 2015 04:09:00 +0000 Shelly will be ministering as the Lord leads along some beautiful women gathering sweet gifts for the girls in a restoration program from the effects of human trafficking.


To read more about Refuge of Light you can go to their website at

]]> The Little Teapot Tue, 01 Dec 2015 03:53:52 +0000 There once was a little bitty teapot
Whose spout was too small to pour
The bigger teapots laughed at her smallness
And overlooked her for adventurous chores.

She nestled herself in the cupboard
The darkness hiding her little tears
Stains from the daily dripping
Left the little teapot with unwanted souvenirs.

Over time her outer shell showed wearing
Her color had turned a dull blue
For once she shined such reflections
As a mirror viewing all in the room.

Till one day she awoke in utter darkness
Placed and packed away in a box
Sent far away with other garbage
Awaiting the end of her heart.

Suddenly fear struck as the light came
But a gentle and kind smile graced her frame
Soon she felt strokes from a master artist
Sealing her cracks with new stain.

Gently he buffed all the old paint
And soon a fresh coat was applied
But now she was not just one color
She shined a resilient scene of winter nights.

He covered her belly with big fir trees
And a cabin with a sweet nestling fire
A snowy scene full of beautiful snowflakes
Now made for a mural at night.

He cleaned her within finding buildup
That caused her little spout to be closed
But gently for days He worked on her
Till finally such love freely flowed.

He packaged her nicely as a present
And left her on the steps of a home
As the doorbell rang he soon left her
And the whispers were heard “Children, come along!.”

As the little door opened shrills and laughter
Delight and joy filled the air
The little teapot had no idea what was happening
Surrounded by little eyes that stared.

Then suddenly she was presented as a treasure
A one of a kind crafted teapot
The craftsman had made her so uniquely
No other could ever take her spot.

The children sat about a kindling fire
As the house mom poured warm tea inside
The little teapot soon realized her purpose
Was to bring to little orphans sheer delight.

She told them of how she was smaller
than all the other teapots she ever knew
How her pot had become worn and that her dullness
Had covered her with sadness and gloom.

But then a kind and very gentle artisan
Who saw her potential cared for her
And then soon she became completely crafted
In a way she had never before knew.

The children were so still you could hear a pin drop
Their little faces just smiled and dreamed
And soon the little teapot knew her assignment
Was to go love the very least of these.

November 29, 2015

–Shelly Wilson :))))))))))

(Thank you Lord for this..!)

Remember the Vision.. Sun, 22 Nov 2015 22:56:50 +0000 Remember the vision I spoke to your heart
The seed deeply planted watered by God.
Struggles and voices came to derail
That which was sent by Heaven’s mail.

Much is, yes, good…yet much just to-dos
Now just a burden …where blessing once bloomed.

Peace like a river no longer reigns strong
For Satan sent good things ….that still turned one wrong.

Remember My Word…Vision’s required
For if it is lacking, a death comes inside
And if one has strayed now although it seems right
Remember…Loyalty must be to no one but Christ.

Fruit it is waiting in abundance of hearts
Many now hurting and some now did rot
Paralyzed My people have given to fear
Prepare for the Master to straighten the steer.

A ship must be cruising precisely on coarse
For if it veers slightly comes unruly storms
The compass within thee will bobble unrest
So remember the vision I placed in thy chest.

November 21, 2015

Proverbs 29:18

Where there is no prophetic vision the people cast off restraint,[a]
but blessed is he who keeps the law.

It’s a Girl’s Night Out, presented by A Night at the Well! Sat, 21 Nov 2015 21:54:21 +0000 A bit of fun with the girls! Let’s laugh and cry…..all at the same time! Rallying His daughters to link arms and worship! Join me, Tammy, and Sandie as we rejoice in His goodness with all our sister friends!!


Location: Grounds for Justice, benefitting Refuge of Light

Tyler, Tx

Doors Open at 6!

  • You will have an opportunity as you are led to give a blessing to Tammy and Sandie for joining us…that we might send them onward to share Christ more.
  • Don’t forget! All proceeds from purchases in the coffee shop and boutique go to help fund the Refuge of Light Safe home housing girls being restored thru Christ from the effects of human trafficking. So while we have a blast with Christ….you are helping us set girls free indeed!!
A Night at the Well-Tyler, Tx Sat, 21 Nov 2015 21:31:46 +0000 Shelly welcomes some dear friends and special guests, Emmanuel and his wife Christabel, to share his testimony as a past muslim from Africa to a passionate follower of Christ. It truly is an amazing story of how Christ came for him and what it cost Him to follow the Savior. Emmanuel spends much time ministering on the streets in Canton and in other areas. His wife sews beautiful garments to help support missionaries in other countries and her testimony as well is a miraculous one!

Come let iron sharpen iron as we hear about the goodness of the Lord and worship Him together.

Location: Grounds For Justice

2318 E. Fifth Street, Tyler Texas 75701

Doors Open at 6

  • Containers will be available as you feel led for a free will offering to be given to this couple to help them continue their Kingdom Work. Please pray now to ask the Lord how to bless them. Also, remember all your purchases in our Boutique and coffee shop go to fund our Refuge of Light safe home housing girls and little ones being restored from the life of human trafficking. A Night at the Well is more than an event…it’s a night with Christ where we draw the water together and join hearts to support Kingdom Work….as did those in the Book of Acts.


A Girl Just Like Me Sat, 21 Nov 2015 20:41:44 +0000 A bit under the weather I had been taking it easy when the Lord decided to begin writing. I will post other poems I received this am but this one delighted me so…I had to post it first:) As I heard it coming, the tears began to swell in my eyes at how very personal He is…and as He reminded me of His constant “watching”  my heart loved Him even more than before…

A Girl Just Like Me…

I might be as dainty as a little chandelier
Prone to get broken if dropped on my ear
I even like crystals with glistening lights
I pray I shine brightly in the darkest of nights.

I tend to be girly as girly can be
Diamonds and pearls that glisten and glean
But do not take lightly the frail looking frame
For hidden inside is Heaven’s Great Name!

There’s a beautiful story of a Father who loved
Sent His own Son to shed His dear blood
Who also loved beauty that glistened in gleaned
So He then created a girl just like me.

He watched me play dress up and fall in high heels
Sleeping in curlers till ringlets appeared
He kept on just watching my seasons of life
Waiting My moment …His “appointed time.”

All that He gave me would soon come alive
Stirring within me was destiny’s life
But upon that cross His work now complete
For i am now more than mere jewels it seems.

For as His blood covered me one drop then more
Finished forever was history’s scorn
No longer was seen a frail little girl
For now One with Christ a warrior was born.

Although I still fancy the fabrics of “frill”
And belt out delight with rhinestones at will
And purple is favorite if color’s a choice
But be sure in the battle I fight with a sword.

November 21, 2015

For all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. 28There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free man, there is neither male nor female; for you are all one in Christ Jesus. 29And if you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham’s descendants, heirs according to promise.

Galatians 3:27-29

Flesh vs. Spirit Wed, 18 Nov 2015 03:06:02 +0000 I wonder if it might be surprising when Christ reveals to us what was done in flesh versus “by My Spirit.” I am afraid the flesh has become so normal that we would not notice the Spirit missing. Much of our response is mere emotion rather than the supernatural unction of the Holy Ghost.

“If the H.S. was withdrawn from the church today, 95% of what we do would go on & no one would know the difference.”  A.W. Tozer

For when the Spirit of God comes….there is much liberty…lives are changed…miracles happen…ministries are birthed as people are raised up to fulfill their callings, and demons would flee. Addictions would be broken, hearts would be healed, bodies would be made whole, and compassion would compel meeting needs.

What we have been doing in the past years is not working. Might we consider asking the Lord to show us error and deception with spiritual eyes. We have locked out the voice of God and dumbed Him down to human understanding. We have become satisfied with hearing from man…rather than hearing from God. Truly, we are a generation who knows not the difference. If John the Baptist, Paul, Daniel, or Elisha walked in with a Word from God…would we even allow them to speak the message? or would we be as the days of old and reject them…I often wonder if we are the Church in which Paul would dust His feet….

Flesh it forces into a box
One of man and not of God
“Well” it seems, yet life is lost
Nothing changed and little cost.

Ritual and habit praise
Hearts are cold through voices raised
Even demons sit under it’s sound
Raising hands and clapping loud.

See they can, yes, recognize
The difference of the power inside
We, today, are still confined
So demons rarely fear demise.

If the Church would crucify
Wants, desires, expected ties
Rain may come and change our lives
But still, today, the flesh reigns high.

(November 14, 2015 )

The Spirit gives life; the flesh profits nothing.

John 6:63

 But the evil spirit answered them, “Jesus I know, and Paul I recognize, but who are you?”
Acts 19:15

When The Page Turns Sat, 14 Nov 2015 21:13:09 +0000 When the page turns and the chapter’s closed
When the bud blooms and the flower’s a rose.

When seasons change and the hillside is new
When the Lord says, “it’s time you shall move.”

When the scenery is unfamiliar shades
When Christ lifts your chin setting thy face.

When the last breath is drawn as you close
A chapter of life and it’s time to “now go.”

When He lets you see the end of a thing
And His hands grasp yours “prying” to lead.

When that final gulp accompanies resolve
To never look back like Lots wife now lost.

When peace in thy heart now reigns within thee
Realizing Christ is calling from deep.

When He let’s you see it’s time to give in
Embrace the path He’s cleared with His wind.

Yes, when the page turns and the chapter now ends
You rise from your knees and whisper “Amen…”

You glance now around to see open doors
Hearing Him call forth “immeasurably more…”

—Shelly Wilson
NOVEMBER 13, 2015

Isaiah 43:19

19 Behold, I am doing a new thing;
    now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness
    and rivers in the desert.

Fight Anyways Thu, 12 Nov 2015 14:04:25 +0000 You might have to fight tired
But fight anyways.
You might fight sick and a coward
But fight anyways.

Sometimes you’ll fight alone
Keep fighting anyways.
At times it’s close to home
Yet fight anyways.

Sometimes you’ll fight in pain
Just fight anyways.
Sometimes your strength is lame
Rise and fight anyways.

At times you’ll lose your song
Keep fighting anyways.
And sometimes you won’t belong
Just fight anyways.

At times your head will hang
Lift it and fight anyways.
God’s writing your refrain
So fight anyways.

He clearly called your name
So fight anyways.
The land is yours to claim
Yet you’ll have to fight anyways.

Keep fighting the inner death
Fight hard anyways.
For Christ has called you blessed
So fight anyways.

He’ll give you your next breath
To fight anyways.
And soon He’ll give you rest
So fight anyways.

(NOVEMBER 12, 2015)

The Color Red Sun, 08 Nov 2015 22:46:37 +0000 A magnificent painter once known
For a hue of red he bestowed
No other could mimic it’s array
It’s beauty or vibrant shade.

But Christ looked upon him each day
Knowing the exact recipe made
For the ingredients were stirred in the grave
From wounds of death and deep pain.

For stains were left and had marred
This soul and creative heart
And the magnificent canvas was turned
With strokes of loss and hurt.

Yet never the color so deep
Would have risen if wounds didn’t seep
And the gloss would be dull and dry
If not mixed with the tears of life.

(NOVEMBER 8, 2015)

It is in the pain and sorrow that Christ births the most magnificent beauty unique to you and I..while the valley may seem overwhelming. …the canvas will soon be vibrant.

Set Thy Face Sun, 08 Nov 2015 21:56:33 +0000 What does one do when Christ calls
When assignments seem tall as a wall
One sets his face then to seek
As Nehemiah and Ezekiel indeed.

For face down you must now go
Leaving the world and it’s clothes
Removing thyself from the noise
Shut thyself behind closed doors.

For now is the time waited for
Where Christ says “Come” there is more
Lives and hearts now depend
On you obeying Christ’s wind.

The Call has resounded so clear
And many will laugh and jeer
Yet Christ has ordained your very life
So set now thy face in the night.

(November 8, 2015)

“Son of man, set your face toward Jerusalem and preach against the sanctuaries. Prophesy against the land of Israel

Ezekiel 21:2

Because the Sovereign LORD helps me, I will not be disgraced. Therefore, I have set my face like a stone, determined to do his will. And I know that I will not be put to shame.

Isaiah 50:7

Then he said to me, “Fear not, Daniel, for from the first day that you set your heart to understand and humbled yourself before your God, your words have been heard, and I have come because of your words.

Daniel 10:12

For Ezra had set his heart to [a]study the law of the Lord and to practice it, and to teach His statutes and ordinances in Israel.

Ezra 7:10


The Little Piano Key Sat, 07 Nov 2015 19:33:27 +0000 There once was a little piano key
Of beautiful ivory coloring
Her sound was perfectly tuned
Yet she was still sad and very blue.

She played her note so exquisitely
Yet found herself bored just listening
She wondered why her sound was so weak
Then her Maestro began his melodies.

Her breath was caught in sure bliss
As she watched Him tickle her friends
And suddenly a delightful sound
Erupted like a volcanic cloud.

The heavenly host stooped and turned
Delighted at what they then heard
The little key had learned the secret now
It took more than one key for Heaven’s sounds.

The Maestro bent to her sweet ear
And whispered softly with swelling tears
“You see little key our Father’s heart
Is that all of the keys play their part.

For if only one key is played
Many are left lost and dismayed
And chords that sing heavenly tunes
Require many “little keys” to be used.”

(NOVEMBER 7, 2015)

This is my sweet Father…:)….wanting all His little ones to become all He intended us to be..

From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.

Ephesians 4:16

When the Fire Falls Sat, 07 Nov 2015 15:11:45 +0000 There’s power reserved for us all
It descends when Christ makes the call
A bathing from head to thy feet
Such beauty is endowed by Thee.

Dismissed as once long ago
When Pentecost flooded each soul
Today it’s rarely spoken of
Yet the Spirit descended as a dove.

With fire came gifts from the throne
Not talents or skills but Christ’s own
That which was appointed to us
Promised as His feet left the dust.

A baptism of love, yet with flames
Truly it’s hard to explain
For God has supernatural ways
Yet men presume much these days.

If the Word is the Word is the Word
Then why tell me isn’t this heard
For taking away that which is penned
Leaves longing in the hearts of many men.

O Glory is felt close at hand
The closest is felt when He lands
The Holy Spirit will come baptize man
When pride lets fire fall again..

When He Cups His Hands Fri, 06 Nov 2015 00:22:38 +0000 Sweet child come near my feet
For you are weary and fatigued
I’ve waited for your sweet return
I’ve watched you as every tear burned.

I’ve seen thy turmoil and stress
Wondering will there be a rest
A long season still it is, yes
And I can see your winded chest.

The voices around can be heard
Louder and louder they stir
But lift up your head and you’ll see
I’ve covered your ears but to Me.

My child go ahead pour thy soul
You thought the healing so very slow
Your mind it is wrestling again
With that which is gone round the bend.

Your Spirit is yearning after Me
Praying and building up strength
So rest here for I’ve knelt down low
Eye to eye we’re very very close.

Feel my hands now placed into yours
Shielding your ears from lying words
Cupped are My hands bout your face
As your Father with resurrection grace.

October 31, 2015

]]> When There’s A Word Over Your Life… Tue, 03 Nov 2015 13:03:22 +0000 What happens when the purpose of God
Has covered you with a word.
A word of eternal plan only God can allow deterred.

When A Word covers your life
A javelin can be hurled
But missed is but the mark
For the Word is rooted by God.

When a Word covers your life
Your destiny is secured
When murderers and thieves come in
The Word will shield from hurt

When a Word covers your life
As it did for Joseph that day
The pit of an empty well
Was the beginning of God’s planned way.

When a Word covers your life
There’s a slot the Lord has reserved
It’s etched with your precious name
Before from the womb you did come.

When a word covers your life
No weapon formed shall succeed
And the devil must halt at the sound
Of Christ’s Name proclaimed with authority.

When a Word covers your life
Eternity holds still your place
For purpose is alive and has breath
And waits your appointed day.

When a Word covers your life
It hides your ears and your eyes
From believing less than Christ planned
Your ordained when men still despise.

When a word covers your life
And your out tending the sheep
The Lord will make very sure
You’re called as the purposed King.

When a word covers your life
If orphaned and left all alone
The Word will draw you up high
And anoint you from Heaven’s throne.

(NOVEMBER 3, 2015)

When Faith Arises Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:13:04 +0000 A sudden burst I breathe in
Noticing a slight little grin
For Christ has imparted His wind
And faith does arise again.

I find I almost laugh out loud
Hearing His heart beating so loud
There’s something He’s doing right now
Excitement and joy clear the clouds.

I rush to hear Him some more
My knees are thrilled to hit the floor
And I wait to see what’s in store
For faith it soon opens many doors.

O Christ with one Word gives hope
And the Holy Spirit begins to come show
The secrets that Christ does bestow
When Faith Arises from one blow..

His touch is soft and with grace
Leaving a longing to taste
The sweetness of His gentle embrace
As unbelief and doubt are erased.

(October 29, 2015)

He Restores My Soul.. Thu, 29 Oct 2015 03:36:53 +0000 We tend to look to people when we are in need. Yet Christ wants us to go to Him first. For He is the only one who can fully mend, fully tend, fully restore. His breath alone can give you new strength and increased endurance. If you are in need….let Him restore you. If words are few that is ok…the Holy Spirit will speak utterances on your behalf…and Christ, Himself, will talk with the Father about your need day and this you can trust. For His Word is true and faithful.

Is there weariness deep to thy core
Where sleep in abundance needs more
For in the night the battle just roars
With blisters and sores from heated war.

There’s a Shepherd who gently restores
When your misunderstood forevermore
When the choices seem hard to afford
And leave you but bruised and scorned.

A day shall arise when you’ll see
That all you will need is The King
For man’s approval is no more need
And the voices shall silence His heed

For none can tend your weary soul
And people are just sheep in the fold
So lean not on others for reprieve
Only Christ is the restorer of all things.

October 18, 2015

 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul; He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake…Psalm 23:1-3

When Strong Turns to Weak Sat, 24 Oct 2015 15:40:09 +0000 I find an interesting pondering
Looking throughout the years
The strongest and meekest of Christian
Can rise with devastating austere.

Admired and gifted from Heaven
With destiny and favor and more
Can be strong in the eyes of humans
Yet turn weak in the eyes of the Lord.

For as Saul with David in a moment
Changed forever the life of the King
For it could have been so very different
Yet Saul swore to kill from jealousy.

A life cost a life cost a country
A heritage forever changed
Loss by way of procurement
Now heard when the Psalmist would play.

Overtaken by darkened spirits
This friend would come and play
Anointed David poured love in
And demons would flee far away

You’d think at a point Saul would bow down
With repentance that caused him to cry
Instead his life was devoted
To kill a man once loved, now despised.

Oct 24, 2015

David Serves Saul
22Saul sent to Jesse, saying, “Let David now stand before me, for he has found favor in my sight.” 23So it came about whenever the evil spirit from God came to Saul, David would take the harp and play it with his hand; and Saul would be refreshed and be well, and the evil spirit would depart from him.
1 Samuel 16:22-23

Saul Envies David
…9Saul looked at David with suspicion from that day on. 10Now it came about on the next day that an evil spirit from God came mightily upon Saul, and he raved in the midst of the house, while David was playing the harp with his hand, as usual; and a spear was in Saul’s hand. 11Saul hurled the spear for he thought, “I will pin David to the wall.” But David escaped from his presence twice.…

1 Samuel 18:10

The Rhythm… Wed, 21 Oct 2015 21:27:12 +0000 There is a rhythm of Christ with me
Yet, a different rhythm for you that’s unique
At times our steps will be the same
But other times I might be behind a refrain.

The chords in my life may sound deep
Lower or higher it seems
But neither is wrong I believe
Just different and purposed for each.

I find I prefer harmony
For every single life to walk with me
But Christ rarely allows this to be
For He is too personal with His sheep.

At times I might skip or yet run
Frolicking in the warm sun
And other times under a tree
Like Elijah just wanting to sleep.

This rhythm is unpredictable still
The cadence may change as He reveals
At times the notes seem too shrill
Yet I walk in the rhythm He wills.

(October 18, 2015)

Unseen Mon, 19 Oct 2015 19:13:41 +0000 There is a hidden, subtle surge
When something in Christ is disturbed
At times you seem but confused
For much of the time we refuse.

A heart at times fails to heed
A warning Christ sends as He sees
For humans tend but to trust sight
But danger it lurks in quiet might.

Pressure, the pressure, ensues
Fruit of the Spirit consumed
Ravenous wolves clothed as lambs
Be careful to hear His warning, O man.

Is love and gentleness now seen?
Or is Satan masquerading these
Just remember the warning that screams
Is likely for that yet unseen.

(October 17, 2015)

When… Mon, 19 Oct 2015 18:49:56 +0000 When human hearts are slow to go
When need revealed is never sown
When worldly things capture time
When life becomes familiar rhymes.

When death becomes a comfort zone
When life abundant is never known
When hearts are led by fleshly tones
When people die with Hell as home.

When water’s heard but never seen
When faith denies the living springs
When people cry with silent needs
When roses bloom but die from grief.

When children taken from their homes
When they become but bruising bones
When Jesus hears their stirring moans
When O when will “when” be gone.

Oct 10, 2015

If Christ Never Looked.. Sun, 18 Oct 2015 18:31:40 +0000 What if Christ never looked
Upon the darkest need
If He just decided
It wasn’t His to see.

Would little girls in chains
Ever be set free
Would addicts shooting up
Hear of the “High-est” King?

What if He turned His head
Too busy with His own
So never got involved
With saving other souls.

What if He only saw
The pretty and the clean
And kept safe to Himself
Protected and pristine.

What if He chose the norm
The lofty and esteemed
Tell me where today
Each of us would be.

I wonder often still
What He thinks today
When His own eyes do see
A Church that’s lost its way.

October, 9 2015

Luke 11:33
“No one lights a lamp and puts it in a place where it will be hidden, or under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, so that those who come in may see the light.

Revelation 2:5
Remember therefore from whence thou art fallen, and repent, and do the first works; or else I will come unto thee quickly, and will remove thy candlestick out of his place, except thou repent.

To Be Small Sat, 17 Oct 2015 16:56:11 +0000 I think I’ll choose to stay small
When everyone seems to like tall
I’m settled with being unseen
For Christ has a good view of me.

I watch a world of prestige
Climbing the ladders of esteem
Wanting to be beauty queens
But Christ is very fond of smaller things.

I believe that Christ in His time
Exalts the hearts who’ve aligned
With faith and love who are kind
Tender and compassionate of mind.

Such time is spent, money too
On networking and people pleasing news
Jockeying for places in the race
I think it gives Christ a bitter taste.

I’m grateful for a God who sees
The small one just out tending sheep
Hidden from all eyes who see
Yet in time Christ calls forward His destiny.

(October 17, 2015)

The Color of Sadness Fri, 16 Oct 2015 14:15:04 +0000 I often see sadness in the eyes of a person. There is a visible sign of sorrow. Maybe it is only recognizable to those who know intimately …sorrow or sadness. If you have never been in a well of sorrow, a season of grief, or a valley of Baca (weeping) ….sorrow may be very unrecognizable to you. But if sorrow was a companion for a long season… will never forget the “look” of it. The slow feeling of smothering that occurs no matter how hard you fight it. Only Christ and the hope of His glory has power to dispel such tremendous darkness. I am finding this world is full of sorrow. Yet I see many “pretending” it’s not there. Little healing comes to that which is hidden.

I do understand…really I do…yet I am finding this paralyzing sorrow in the strongest of saints. I have been there too. Some days I am still there honestly. For I have to fight the attempts of the enemy just like everyone else. It is a daily fight. Many hold public platforms or are in church or ministry leadership yet they utter not one word of this sorrow. Somehow we have been taught that strength is in pretense. That joy is exuberant and radiant in the midst of deep sorrow. That we must “rise above it.” We restrain the tears of grief and sadness sent to cleanse. For we must be strong for others to see the light of Christ. Oh friend…what a lie from the enemy. There is strength and the light of Christ in the deepest of sorrow…..and in the coming clean with the sorrow.

Why do we deny others the lessons of the valley season? There is no power in messages preached that are not authentic. The messages Christ is birthing in us to give is that which we are living most of the time. Ministers….Pastors…Teachers, Leaders…why do you not preach that which you are living? Why won’t you tell me about your pain and your struggle. Tell me of how your continuing to breathe with the heaviness of chest. Tell me how you no longer even know if you are in the will of God but you are desperately seeking His heart through tears stained in your closet! Tell me the truth!

Tell me speakers and musicians of how you struggle to pay bills and trust God for provision! That if everyone knew the truth you can’t pay the next bill that comes in but please share with me and others what Christ is teaching you about the “wait” journey. Tell me of your daily walk with Jehovah Jireh ..and the scriptures you are clinging to as reminders because your own mind forgets daily! Tell me…

Tell me of your struggle with forgiveness and how you wrestle with God in quiet. Tell me how the truth is that without the gift of forgiveness…your choice to forgive is still incomplete within your own heart. Will you tell me?

I read the Psalms and see the honest and raw emotion and truth of David’s life. The pouring out of sadness, sorrow, and even anger. What intimacy this causes with Christ. For He deals in transparent truth. Many are waiting to hear this in the church…desperate to know the truth..

Why is Christ called a man of sorrows? Why? People are confused…they see us quoting scriptures constantly but they wonder “does anyone struggle?” ” Does everyone have it all together?” They want to hear the truth of the daily struggles in this walk with Christ. Truly, we are a prideful people. If our children stray from Christ we dare not tell anyone, if we are divorced we are afraid to mention it, if it takes us years to recover from a season there is an expectation that all should be well …but the truth is that the glory to glory is in THAT place! The vineyards are in THAT valley! The tears shed are healing to other hearts…..but only if they are seen and shared.

What yields tenderness but the rain of sorrow….and what gives healing but also the rains from the sorrow..The rain that falls on you discoloring your heart will also be used as rains so gentle and healing that a dying world will be able to see Jesus for themselves…

Let’s give the people a chance to see into our lives….how we too wake up to gray skies. Share in the struggle so they too can begin seeing the rainbow shine again in their own lives.. lets get real so they can relate and see we are very imperfect people and that colors can become vibrant again through Christ but for Heaven’s sake tell them of that which happens during the season of grays when colors have faded into a dull haze…Let’s help them recognize the emotions they can not name because no one has every explained the deeper things of God and how hearing His voice is usually taught in deep despair where all becomes quiet..let’s tell them it happens to us too..not occasionally…but daily….let’s tell them the truth… so they can be free…and so we can be too.


The eyes are hazy it seems
Where are the vibrant blues and greens?
The colors of brilliant array
For today all seems very gray.

The stumbling of feet are soon felt
As joy underneath seems to melt
Dampness and dreariness of soul
Soon creeps in taking it’s toll.

It was gradual at first you know
As the blanket just covered very slow
The radiant colors of days only dimmed
Barely noticed as Satan crept in.

Hope soon flickered bright to dark
As the colorful hues started showing spots
Of blackened sickness so disguised
Soon the gladness of colors failed to rise.

My friend, Hope, seemed clothed a faded red
Once gleeful and joyful turned to dread
Old sorrow still trying to creep In
Thus the battle against sadness does commence.

Yet in the midst of many faded shades
Christ soon comes in very gentle ways
For only He knows how to stay
And chase all the darkness away.

His breath gives short, gentle blows
Soon the reds, the yellows, now rainbows
His Word dispels as it glows
And the colors of sadness soon go.

His presence ushers in sapphires and golds
Pearls so white and reds deep as a rose
The purples are back to royal delight
And the grays of sadness take flight.

October 16, 2015

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise..

Psalm 51:17

Christ Walking… Tue, 13 Oct 2015 12:01:24 +0000 Can I ask what stirs thy heart
And causes passion to rise
Can I ask you to be honest
Do you see with Father’s eyes?

For apathy and complacency
Has rested in the Church
The Church who once was vibrant
And let THE SPIRIT birth.

I’ve combed the scriptures in quiet
I’ve pleaded before the Lord
He’s shown me visions and heartache
And His longing to restore.

Yet I find us in this “settling”
Of familiarity
And rarely do I see now
That which I do read.

I read of people proclaiming
His love upon the streets
Moving town to town
As the Spirit leads.

I watch as David dances
And I see the altar used
But now I see despondance
A people so confused.

I see a faith that moves mountains
A trust that He parts seas
A people fed by ravens
Where obedience is the key.

I see boys that slay giants
And women who lead the war
And now I see and recognize
Partiality and more.

I hear much of theology
And debates to prove we’re right
Yet little is taught of His Spirit
Who was sent to give us sight.

I see a Christ who’s weeping
Whose moved with compassion it seems
Yet now I see a people
Who care not of wounds and needs.

I’m convicted at stories of surrender
At those who gave their all
Their possessions, families, and identity
Were 2nd to The Call.

For in the Word I see followers
Who saw need and knew it to be
The Christ inside them walking
To that which from within He sees.

October 9, 2015

If Christ were like the Church… Tue, 13 Oct 2015 03:22:40 +0000 Lord..forgive me for the delay. It is time and today…I have chosen whom I will serve. Bring yourself glory and reveal that which your Holy Spirit revealed to me on my own personal island of Patmos. For I have seen the God of the Word. You know my heart and to You alone I am accountable…give breath to Your words..redeem the time..restore the former the eyes of the blind. It seems Your heart is seeing blindness in your own people. While we are pointing to others..You are pointing to us…and Your rain of the Spirit is hindered. Have mercy..

If we take an honest look
at the Church of Christ today
We might be very surprised
How much we’ve actually strayed.

If Christ were like the Church
No miracles would be seen
For He would sit in waiting
For the gifted authority.

If Christ were like the Church
Demons would still reside
Inside the temple of men
His responsibility denied.

If Christ were like the Church
The woman at the well
Would never see the Savior
For fear that others would tell.

If Christ were like the Church
Deborah would stand down
For God can’t call a woman
To preside with royal crown.

If Christ were like the Church
David could not be King
For failure would cause a forfeit
Forever of his destiny.

If Christ were like the Church
Nabal may still be dead
But Abigail would be silent
The family slaughtered instead.

If Christ were like the Church
His baptism incomplete
For the dove would not decend
And grant supernatural things.

If Christ were like the Church
The women would not arise
Still stopped inside the court
With callings yet denied.

If Christ were like the Church
Partiality would reign
Rich or poor, woman or man
Lacking “Oneness” that Paul proclaimed.

October 8, 2015

There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is no male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.

Galatians 3:28

7“And as you go, preach, saying, ‘The kingdom of heaven is at hand.’ 8“Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons. Freely you received, freely give. 9

Matthew 10:7-8

2For if a man comes into your assembly with a gold ring and dressed in fine clothes, and there also comes in a poor man in dirty clothes, 3and you pay special attention to the one who is wearing the fine clothes, and say, “You sit here in a good place,” and you say to the poor man, “You stand over there, or sit down by my footstool,” 4have you not made distinctions among yourselves, and become judges with evil motives?…

James 2:2-4




1. unfair bias in favor of one thing or person compared with another; favoritism

In the Breaking… Sat, 10 Oct 2015 16:28:26 +0000 It was in the breaking of the bread
That the disciples saw The Christ
Until that moment came
A veil covered their eyes.

It was in the sorrowed heart
Of Hannah as she prayed
Unable to utter words
An answer to breaking came.

It was in the grief of pain
As Peter denied the Lord
When bitterly he wept
The Father then restored.

It was the breaking of man’s pride
And the alabaster jar
When the fragrance filled the room
As a woman poured her heart.

It was in the news of broken walls,
Of gates burned, and captives distressed
That God took a little King’s cupbearer
And ordained him to rebuild the mess.

It was the breaking of the loaves
When fragments multiplied
That a little boy was used
To feed the hungry cries.

It was the ruined clay
The Potter held in hand
That taught Jeremiah well
The heart of God’s own plan.

It was the bones of David broken
That caused Him to rejoice
That poured the deepest melodies
And called the Psalmist forth.

It was the breaking of the flask too
A prophetic word proclaimed
When God declared the judgement
Of those refusing His Name.

And should we, His people, desire more now
Of Christ and His depth of heart
We must now be willing
To let Him break our wills and hearts.

October 10, 2015

Colfax Baptist Church-Ben Wheeler, Tx Thu, 08 Oct 2015 21:38:09 +0000 A sermon series at Colfax Baptist Church called “This is my story, this is my song..”

Time: 10:45am

Colfax Baptist Church

4946 FM 16

Ben Wheeler,Texas

Church Site Here

My “Too Much” Wed, 07 Oct 2015 14:37:42 +0000 When I ponder all your ways
I WORSHIP you and say
With “little girl-like” ways
You really are “My Too Much.”

From songs to poetry
To prophetic worshiping
Where your heart stirs inside of me
Yes…you’re “My Too Much.”

When my closet seems too small
To hold your Glory that falls
When your presence swells to the walls
I whisper “you’re My Too Much.”

When melodies sing in my head
And lyrics wake me from bed
When you call me to quiet rest
I do love this One, “My Too Much.”

When your fire burns in my bones
And the wind is blistering blown
When it seems I am all alone
You remind me “I’m STILL Your Too Much.”

When upon my knees I cry out
For that which I see in drought
You tell me don’t veer from the route
And I bow to obey “My Too Much.”

When the road is rocky and steep
When no honor is given my feet
I close my eyes and can see
The loving arms of “My Too Much.”

The Gift Thu, 01 Oct 2015 02:05:36 +0000

Psalm 84:5-7

Blessed is the man whose strength is in you,
Whose heart is set on pilgrimage (mission).
As they pass thru (cross over) the valley of Baca (weeping),
They make it a spring (fountain or well).
The RAIN also covers (wraps) it with pools (blessing, prosperity, a gift or present)
They go from strength to strength…

The Gift

Should the valley bring tears that fill up a well
Then God most certainly is at work.
For within that valley are fountains and springs
That sting your every nerve.

Yet, When Christ sees a heart set upon Him
He’ll soon be calling forth
A valley of Baca that serves as a bridge
To understanding not given before.

But what is unseen with each falling rain
As it covers it actually wraps
A gift from the Lord, a present of sorts
A surprise to destiny’s map.

(September 30, 2015)


The Resistance Tue, 29 Sep 2015 21:01:24 +0000 A resistance can not always be seen, yet felt
The subtle undercurrent causes discernment to swell
The little innuendo’s that sadden His face
Grieve His Spirit and taint His Name.

There’s Power, oh yes, in His very Word
For from the beginning He is the Word
Yet power He says is great and unseen
In traditions of men that void power indeed.

The eyes must be precisely keen and aware
To see the resistance that hinders each prayer
For if not in agreement of heart and of mind
A million “Amens” are rendered benign.

(SEPT 28, 2015)

 Can two walk together, except they be agreed?

Amos 3:3

And so you cancel the word of God in order to hand down your own tradition. And this is only one example among many others.”
Mark 7:13

“Bring the Rain” releases this Monday Fri, 18 Sep 2015 21:53:07 +0000 One of my greatest joys is seeing God birth a new song. I have learned His way with me in songwriting…remember I never thought songwriting could be possible for someone like me…but with God ALL things are possible. He will be very unique with each songwriter I have found. For me, I have no freedom to adjust style or any specifics once He has given me a song. We record it as it came. For this reason, I often find it difficult to fit in any “genre” or “category” as a songwriter. I only write what I am given. It’s just His way with me.

My long time producer and friend, Gary Leach, was appointed many years ago to hear -the only way he can -what I send him. I am only hearing what is “playing in my head.” Then when that is sent to Gary, and the team at Rosewood Studios …he is there to bring it to life with his brilliant gifts. It’s another real life example of the body of Christ working together in unique callings and gifts. I could not do what I do without his expertise…we are dependent upon each other. This is one of the most beautiful ways I have learned about Christ and His intent in His word. This is how it comes to life for me!

This song merely sang from my heart one day again out of nowhere. Yet another “new song”..”new sound”..”new feel”..for me personally…and even in this is the most amazing intimacy with my Father. I love how He delights me with expansion. How He doesn’t let me box Him into any corners. He just wants me to receive..what He has chosen for me in any given moment.

I had been studying the passage of scripture in 1 Kings…with Elijah… “for I hear the sound of the abundance of rain..” and it drew me in over and over and over. Ahhh…the sound of the abundance of rain…the sound….abundance. Each word caused me to sit with the Lord and “look” upon rain. How it comes, how it begins…how it progresses often times. The different forms of rain, the expectation of rain, the sadness of rain, the overwhelming rain, and the cleansing rain. This was while I had been praying about the message Christ wanted shared at an upcoming women’s conference.

I have never seen Him so intent on a topic…yet in this moment..He chooses to speak about rain. To remind of the promise of rain, as well as the pain of rain. Both water seeds in need of growth.

Christ will go to great measures to reach us…He’ll even write you as song“) Join us Monday with, my dear friends, at 8 am as we release the song globally. The song will be available for download here on by clicking on our store tab.

Dream Bigger,


Bring the Rain—New single releases September 21st! Thu, 17 Sep 2015 23:38:31 +0000

And Elijah said unto Ahab, Get you up, eat and drink; for there is a sound of abundance of rain.

1 Kings 18:41

Shelly releases a new single, Bring the Rain on Sept 21st. While preparing for an upcoming women’s conference at her home church, God breathed this song for the conference and message to be delivered. Shelly will talk about the new single with Hunter Logan on the morning show with on Sept 21st. will officially release the single internationally. Listen live at 8am.

Shelly will also be ministering with the song on Sept 26th in Bullard Texas at Oakgrove Bible Fellowship for a women’s conference titled, Bring the Rain. You can still register here

The Border Thu, 17 Sep 2015 17:00:43 +0000 There comes a time when we are at “a border”..the border of something new on the horizon with Christ. The border of that which He has been preparing us for all our lives! There are always new battles… I have such glorious stories of life with Jesus. He is a delight!!!! He is ever present! Personally connected! He is my friend. Yet, He is still my Lord…and Master. If I love Him I will obey Him…that is the standard or measurement for our expression or love for Him. It doesn’t mean we do not mess up and fail. We do daily….but there comes a time in each of our lives..and honestly it’s a daily thing…of taking an honest look at hindrances in our lives. Hindrances that serve as roadblocks to our crossing over. Hindrances that keep His power at bay, hindrances that keep us from walking in freedom and fullness, and hindrances that honestly affect our testimony to a world in need. We can very much become stumbling blocks for others that need to see Jesus…..authentically. It can come in the form of attitude, omission, arrogance, pride, complacency, or participating in things that Christ has set us apart from. We tend to make many excuses for ourselves…I am guilty too… The truth is regardless of what our personality is, our makeup, our behavior patterns…we were called to put off that old man. Yet we seem to be pleased to keep a bit of the old…while claiming to be new. It can also manifest in our inability to be teachable. The truth is Christ says He will show us “unsearchable” things we do not know.


not searchable; not lending itself to research or exploration; not to be understood by searching; hidden; unfathomable; mysterious

“other translations say great and mighty things or hidden things”

This is actually one of the greatest stumbling blocks because we interpret much in light of our own experience. Our background has much influence over how we read the scriptures. We forget we serve a supernatural God who talked to Moses through a burning bush, gave Paul visions about where to go next, lifted up Elijah into the sky, poured out His Spirit on a people who began to speak another tongue and prophecy. We act as if that was yesterday and this is today. We read the scriptural text just as we read any other book and forget it is sharper than any two edge sword..dividing with power. We also forget that the Word tells us that “the traditions of man make the word of no effect.” There is something there that ought to be pondered deeply before the Lord. The Bible is not just another book….each word gives LIFE! It goes in and does a Word supernaturally that cannot be explained! There are things we will never understand on this side of glory..but we sure keep trying to explain it I am sure Noah had a time explaining the command to build an ark:) I am certain it was ludicrous to most onlookers.

The point is..sin is sin is sin. We tend to easily point out a few sins that are obvious to us and never see that which is not. Many times that which is the greater hindrance to us crossing the border with Christ. He will not force Himself on us when we are not flexible. If we remain close minded to our sins…and we become a people of hard hearts…He may very well turn us over to our sin.

So while I love my life with Christ in His joy in little girls and tiaras…His gentleness as my loving Father and me His “little lamb.” I love how He paints me pictures in the sky and leaves me love letters that make my eyes sparkle…but friends…..I love Him most for His willingness to show me gently where I need to change to be more like Him. My areas of weakness will be different from yours…but nonetheless there is need of change in us all. Remain teachable and humble..humility and meekness are merely hearts willing to bow under His headship in all areas. Let’s keep crossing the borders into new lands….and allowing Him to remove every hindrance, setting aside every weight. May He graciously show each of us sin after sin after sin so we may move out and move in…possessing the land.

The Border

I can talk about tiaras
And talk about bling
Pull out the boas,
Feathers, and things
I can bring up our destiny
And each promised land
Share all my joys
And offer my hand.

I can tell of His rainbows
And tell of His grace
Tell of His love
And all that He gave
Talk of His mercy
And blessings that pour
And many do listen
And want to hear more.

But when I must bring
To light which He sees
The sin and the darkness
Which causes Him grief
Few seem attentive
And hear not His plea
Yet tis’ only truth
That sets us all free.

What if we saw thru
His longing eyes
The chains and the bondage
In each of our lives
What if the border is
Where you are at
But there is a hindrance
An unseen large trap.

Wouldn’t you want
To know of a love
That rescues from harm
And weeps up above
Or Are we content with temporal glee
For sin brings destruction eventually.

September 17, 2015

Dream Bigger Tue, 15 Sep 2015 20:07:46 +0000 To go deeper you’ll have to be stretched…

To go further you’ll have to die…

To see Him freshly you’ll have to bury old wineskins…

To partake of immeasurably more you’ll have to enlist His power…

To find gifts hidden you’ll have to allow them stirred…

To find calling you’ll have to surrender ALL…

To fulfill His dreams you’ll have to dream bigger…

And cease seeing Him as appearing so small…

(Sept 9, 2015)

Neither is new wine put into old wineskins. If it is, the skins burst and the wine is spilled and the skins are destroyed. But new wine is put into fresh wineskins, and so both are preserved.”
Matt 9:17

Messengers Mon, 14 Sep 2015 22:24:41 +0000 Many do go
Yet few are sent
The Word of the Lord
Not sent with them
Messengers embraced
With fleshly intent
Jezebels flock
Mere prophets of men

Intellect strong
And words that will grab
Trained in our schools
Professionally wrapped
No more the Peters
And sons of Zebedee
But men of acclaim
Allure now the sheep.

Famine has come
Yet dryness not seen
Words from the Lord
Not heard and not gleaned
Many a road
O’ seemeth now right
But death it awaits
A soon shocking site.

Faith it is now
In understanding and minds
Power no longer
Of the Spirit giving life
Smarter we are now
And doctrates are signed
Yet changed not are souls
And changed not are lives.

September 14, 2015

]]> Plugged In Women’s Retreat Wed, 09 Sep 2015 23:27:51 +0000 More details for registration here.

Shelly will be ministering Sunday morning, 10 am following worship.

Wherever… Wed, 09 Sep 2015 17:12:26 +0000 Wherever you choose to use me
Feel free to move me there
Wherever it is not, Lord,
Please do remove my stare.

Wherever my land is appointed
And the inheritance held for me
Wherever my joys and my sorrows
Can help set the captives free.

Where that which you’ve given is welcome
And used to tend Your sheep
Where stifled, hindered, or mocked Lord
Please do remove my feet.

Wherever the hurting needs hugging
Where the sorrowing grieve in despair
Wherever the imprisoned is gathered
Father …please take me there.

Where fields are ripe for a harvest
And the low lying fruit just hangs
Where you’ve prepared the hearts Lord
O Father, I’ll carry Your Name.

To wherever you’ve scribbled my name Lord
To that place in need of my gifts
For wherever you thought me born for
It is there I desire to live.

(September 9, 2015 )

]]> The Mirage Mon, 07 Sep 2015 22:26:53 +0000 I was doing the mundane housework when I heard the Lord say “Mirage.” Not really a word I come across often. Since I did not feel it was a personal word of any type I had to sit with it for days pondering. Only 2 places is the word found in the scriptures..nestled where you must dig for it. Some days later as I was reading the Word again and again this poem came.

May we see clearly…and may we know that the hope of protection from illusions and deceptions of subtle kinds lies in us walking very closely with the Lord as His ransomed people (Isaiah 35).

Make sure you set aside daily time with Him to learn well His voice…that we would not awaken to find ourselves in the midst of a mere “mirage” rather than a true reality..and remember the Spirit of God is necessary to teach us, grow us, and change us. Should we deny Him full access to our lives…we may find we are those referred to as dry very careful of the “parched places..” for death is rarely recognized among the dead.

There is a parched man walking the desert
Toward a pool and a spring.
He sees the fountain of water
Sprouting so high it sings.

The sound is beauty and allures him
He hears it as a waterfall
Step after step he is closer
Yet day after day the sun falls.

Another walks towards a lush garden
With fruit so tasty and free
The vines are full of seedlings
Causing his taste buds to seethe.

Soon both men become weary
And others soon follow indeed
Thirsty and hungry and desperate
The mirage allures them to sleep.

The deserts and wastelands full of dry bones
Yet death it is a scorching haze
For life evades in the Spirit
Where springs are illusions of graves.

(September 7, 2015)

The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing.

John 6:63

me-razh’ (sharabh, “heat-mirage”; Arabic sarab, from verb which means “to go forth,” “to flow”; hence, “flowing of water”): “The glowing sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water” (Isaiah 35:7); the King James Version has “parched ground” and the Revised Version margin “mirage.” The same Hebrew word is also used in Isaiah 49:10, “Neither shall the heat (margin “mirage”) nor sun smite them.” These are the only uses of the word in the Scriptures, although mirages are very common in the drier parts of the country


We must strengthen the people…

Isaiah 35

The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them;
and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.
It shall blossom abundantly,
and rejoice even with joy and singing:
the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it,
the excellency of Carmel and Sharon,
they shall see the glory of the Lord,
and the excellency of our God.

Strengthen ye the weak hands,
and confirm the feeble knees.
Say to them that are of a fearful heart,
Be strong, fear not:
behold, your God will come with vengeance,
even God with a recompence;
he will come and save you.
Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened,
and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped.
Then shall the lame man leap as an hart,
and the tongue of the dumb sing:
for in the wilderness shall waters break out,
and streams in the desert.
And the parched ground (mirage) shall become a pool,
and the thirsty land springs of water:
in the habitation of dragons, where each lay,
shall be grass with reeds and rushes.
And an highway shall be there, and a way,
and it shall be called The way of holiness;
the unclean shall not pass over it; but it shall be for those:
the wayfaring men, though fools, shall not err therein.
No lion shall be there,
nor any ravenous beast shall go up thereon,
it shall not be found there;
but the redeemed shall walk there:
10 and the ransomed of the Lord shall return,
and come to Zion with songs
and everlasting joy upon their heads:
they shall obtain joy and gladness,
and sorrow and sighing shall flee away.

]]> I Hope.. Tue, 01 Sep 2015 15:22:12 +0000 Let this remain my outcry . Let this remain our legacy in His Church. Let this remain…for it’s His goodness that draws people unto Him…and they will know Him by that which we bear image of…let us bear the authentic heart of Christ and the love He displayed as He sacrificed Himself for us each..Let us shine Him in the way which He longs to be seen..

I hope I’m known for sacrifice
I hope I’m known for love
I hope I think of others
Before my name comes up.

I hope I’m known for mercy
I hope I’m known for grace
I hope I’m known for nothing
But Christ and His Holy Name.

I hope I’m known as a safe place
I hope I’m known for hugs
I hope I’m known for power
That only comes from above.

I hope I’m known for prayer
That shakes the gates of Hell
A warrior willing to fight long
When others are needing help.

I hope I’m known as a blanket
That covers with soft embrace
A place of very soft landing
When others need a place.

I hope I’m known for strength, yes. .
Yet still known as very weak
That others may see the truth
The strength is Christ in me.

(AUGUST 28, 2015)

]]> The Blighted Rose Mon, 31 Aug 2015 15:19:31 +0000 A blighted rose; a tender shoot
Young when planted; Shallow roots.
Quickly comes disease and plague
Wilting precious buds away.

Shriveling soon some white remains
Petals now are dipped with stains
Kept from growth, stunted, sore
Death is sure, the rose but mourns.

Once arrayed with spotless glares
Beauty that would cause a stare
Inward sickness gone unseen
Slowly starts to wreck with grief.

Hope begins at first truth’s sight
Seeing that which is not right
Knowing that the bud can’t bloom
Lest ” Living Water” stays consumed.

Take great care to hear Thy heart
The Master Gardener sees the spots
Willing He is to shine His light
And heal He can the rose with blight .

( August 20, 2015)

35 “When the heavens are shut up and there is no rain because your people have sinned against you, and when they pray toward this place and confess your name and turn from their sin because you have afflicted them,
36 then hear from heaven and forgive the sin of your servants, your people Israel. Teach them the right way to live, and send rain on the land you gave your people for an inheritance.
37 “When famine or plague comes to the land, or blight or mildew, locusts or grasshoppers, or when an enemy besieges them in any of their cities, whatever disaster or disease may come,
38 and when a prayer or plea is made by any of your people Israel–each one aware of the afflictions of his own heart, and spreading out his hands toward this temple–
39 then hear from heaven, your dwelling place. Forgive and act; deal with each man according to all he does, since you know his heart (for you alone know the hearts of all men),
40 so that they will fear you all the time they live in the land you gave our fathers.

   a.   the rapid and extensive discoloration, wilting, and   death of plant tissues.
   b.   any of various plant diseases so characterized.
   c.   any cause of impairment or frustration.
  d.  the state or result of being deteriorated or ruined:


  e. to cause to wither or decay.
  f. to destroy; ruin; frustrate: Illness blighted her hopes.


  g. to suffer blight.

 h. to frustrate or disappoint

 i. to spoil; destroy
When the Truth Lies… Mon, 24 Aug 2015 18:52:32 +0000 I was visiting with a friend when she accidentally said  “when the truth lies.” She corrected herself but we both knew the Lord had just spoken. As I began to ponder this and pray I was reminded of the times in the Word where it seems “the truth lies.” Let me say this. The Word of God does not lie….but men continue to misunderstand God’s heart in the scripture, look through a dim view, and are influenced by denominational and often historical viewpoints.  After all… We can take a good look at Christ in the days of the wilderness tempting and see Satan use the truth …yet it was a lie.

Then the devil took him to the holy city and had him stand on the highest point of the temple. “If you are the Son of God,” he said, “throw yourself down. For it is written:

“‘He will command his angels concerning you,
    and they will lift you up in their hands,
    so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.’[c]

Jesus answered him, “It is also written: ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’[d]

The passage of scripture Satan quoted to tempt Jesus was a portion of Psalm 91. We can also go to Peter as he attempted to defend Christ…an admirable moment we would probably think…and cut the ear off of a soldier..yet Christ scolded him a bit. For this was not the way and heart of Christ.

Simon Peter then, having a sword, drew it and struck the high priest’s slave, and cut off his right ear; and the slave’s name was Malchus. 11So Jesus said to Peter, “Put the sword into the sheath; the cup which the Father has given Me, shall I not drink it?” John 18:10-11

We could take a journey before Saul becomes Paul and see from the depths of his heart he was doing what he felt was right in upholding his theology and fighting for his faith. Yet this “truth” and zealousness for it led to the murder of many Christians. He knew the text..yes…but he missed Christ’s heart entirely. Yet until Christ, Himself, caused an encounter…he was completely blind to it. Haven’t we all been here? As we grow in the Lord we realize many times we have also walked in error. Yet, we did have to make a decision to consider we might be in error…to see if in fact we are. In some ways, I am certain we all could have been called false teachers at some point in our walk with Christ. Surely, we do not believe we reach a place of perfection in translations, interpretations, etc ? We can all make mistakes and many times our understandings are based on our “raisin.” That which you grow up to believe is often what you choose to believe. However, it doesn’t always mean it is the truth. Much caution is needed here…lest we find before God we are as Paul was.

We could also ponder the exchange between two friends who loved each other so..

Peter took Him aside and began to rebuke Him, saying, “God forbid it, Lord! This shall never happen to You.” 23But He turned and said to Peter, “Get behind Me, Satan! You are a stumbling block to Me; for you are not setting your mind on God’s interests, but man’s.” Matthew 16:22-23

That’s a “uh oh” moment.  Yikes! Or maybe even glance inside the moment where Mary of Bethany worshipped Christ in spirit and truth by pouring her expensive oil on him…it wasn’t the world who rebuked her…it was his disciples. What they said was truth…it could have fed many poor. But in that moment she chose the better thing. For this she was mocked by men…yet honored by Christ.

Lastly, let’s remember Pontius Pilate.

When Pilate saw that he was accomplishing nothing, but rather that a riot was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the crowd, saying, “I am innocent of this Man’s blood; see to that yourselves.”

It is interesting to me that he found no guilt in himself at all? ..for it seems he washed his hands of the issue…as if that would be sufficient. However, as he stands before Christ in the end… I am not certain he will be deemed innocent. He could have intervened…it was in  his power to intervene…he could have gone against the majority…he could have set the captive free himself…released him from slavery…yet he chose not to….washing his hands my friends did not mean his hands were clean….nor shall ours be if we are unwilling to intervene when truth is lying….

We see Matthew 7 declaring “many on that day will say Lord, Lord….yet later it tells us “He will say I never knew you.” The truth of this passage is that some are convinced they are Christians today yet have no relationship with Christ. A religion…maybe…a relationship?..maybe not. Some even believe in God…yet deny Christ as the sacrifice that paid our sin debt. Listen…a relationship with someone is a vibrant and fluid thing! There is no relationship with only 1 person involved. A relationship always takes 2. There is love, communication, communion, fellowship,obedience for love sake, etc. If Christ is only a name to us…then we may have a religion yet no relationship.  There is a change that occurs as the Holy Spirit moves into our bodies to dwell and enlists us as the feet and hands of Christ Himself. We soon feel things like conviction of sin…..immorality…attitudes…lack of love for others. We begin to say NO to many things…and YES to other things! Our vision changes and we are ever changing into His likeness…making up our minds to lay aside every weight! Things begin to bother us when they bother Christ. We begin to see others first! We are pulled to help others…to grab hands in despair! We are moved to make the most of each day to honor His Name…We are willing to let it all go for the sake of others to see His goodness! We come to a place where the things of this world really do grow dim in the light of His glory and grace! if we have none of this..maybe just maybe…our truth is actually a lie.

A few things to ponder as you ask Him if any of your “truths” are actually Lies…

When the Truth lies
Christians are killed
Paul was convinced
Of religious appeals.

When the Truth Lies
Satan grabs hold
Of just enough truth
With a slight twisted scope.

When the truth lies
Will you see the net?
Remember O Satan
In the wilderness?

When the Truth lies
An ear is cut clean
Peter misused
His sword indeed.

When the Truth lies
Generations are told
Grace is accepting
The sin now that roams.

When the Truth lies
Women are chained
Held in a prison
With undue forced shame.

When the Truth lies
Callings denied
When race and gender
Are mis-defined.

When the Truth lies
The Spirits refrained
From doing His work
In Christ’s Holy Name.

When the Truth lies
The lines become blurred
Law is enforced
And life is usurped.

When the truth lies
Some stand at the gate
Knocking and knocking
But Christ says too late.

When the truth lies
Christ’s heart is unknown
Yet scriptures are spewed
With hatred bemoaned.

When the truth lies
Death is so near
For darkness has veiled
Our Saviors sweet tears.

]]> Be Careful of the Current Sat, 22 Aug 2015 01:31:16 +0000 Be careful of the current
It’ll catch you by surprise
One second you are swimming
The next could lose your life.

If not paying close attention
And float too far outside
The pull will be too strong yet
For you to stay up high.

With no raft or life preserver
No Anchor holding tight
No rope from a righteous Captain
To steer you in the night.

Should you choose still to venture
A path from safe shorelines
Be careful of the current
Satan sends to steal your life.

(August 19, 2015)

]]> While I’m Sleeping Fri, 21 Aug 2015 01:30:55 +0000 I believe, Lord, while I’m sleeping
You’re working for me
That while I am resting
You’re setting me free.

I believe while I’m sleeping
You’re meeting my needs
And while I am resting
You watch over me.

I believe while I’m sleeping
Your promises are true
Your angels are meeting
In the heavenlies with You.

I believe while I’m sleeping
I’m losing no time
For resting in You Lord
Is appointed at times.

I believe while I’m sleeping
Weary and worn
Your Spirits renewing
All that is torn.

I believe while I’m sleeping
Unable to read
That while I am resting
Your Word works in me.

I believe, Lord, while I’m sleeping
Miracles are in place
That while I am resting
You’re pouring out grace.

I believe while I’m sleeping
Commands are too made
And as I am resting
My destiny awaits.

(AUGUST 19, 2015)

1 Kings 19: 3-8

3Elijah was afraid and ran for his life. When he came to Beersheba in Judah, he left his servant there, 4while he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness. He came to a broom bush, sat down under it and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life; I am no better than my ancestors.
5 Then he lay down under the bush and fell asleep.

All at once an angel touched him and said, “Get up and eat.” 6He looked around, and there by his head was some bread baked over hot coals, and a jar of water. He ate and drank and then lay down again.

7The angel of the Lord came back a second time and touched him and said, “Get up and eat, for the journey is too much for you.” 8So he got up and ate and drank. Strengthened by that food, he traveled forty days and forty nights until he reached Horeb, the mountain of God.

]]> When the Rain Comes Wed, 19 Aug 2015 00:54:08 +0000 When the Rain comes
The dryness is gone
Callous old souls
Are revived with new songs.

When the rain comes
The Word comes alive
No longer text
Just read without life.

When the rain comes
Love has new feet
Quick are the sandals
To those deep in grief.

When the rain comes
Hearts weep in prayer
Over the lost
And those in despair.

When the rain comes
Petals do form
Seeds become blooms
Removed is sun’s scorn.

When the rain comes
Seed multiplies
Roots are set deep
For long, stormy nights.

When the rain comes
Refreshed is the heart
Weeds are pulled up
No more is root rot.

When the rain comes
Love becomes new
Glory to glory
His Spirit consumes .

(AUGUST 14, 2015)

]]> The Little Bird Tue, 18 Aug 2015 00:31:22 +0000 There once was a little bird
Sitting inside her cage
She watched as the others
Frolicked and played.

She sang all alone
From the depths of her soul
Songs of deliverance
From high notes to low.

She wondered at what
It was like to be free
Able to fly and
Soar as she sings.

Dreams of landscapes
That she’d never seen
Stirred in her heart
While on bars she did lean.

The nights would be dark
And the days were so long
Staring outside
Hearing others sweet songs.

“How it must be so beautiful,”
she’d say.
“Father, will you please
Release me one day?”

She tucked in her beak
Up under her wings
Tears streaming down
Covering her feet.

Then Father came in
And sat next to her
“Let me now tell you
My sweet little bird.”

This cage that your in
Is one that’s self made
Fear and deep doubt
Have caused you to stay.

Yes, I’ve seen your longing
And singing for “more”
Yet, never you have
Tried to open The Door.

If you had been willing
And ready to leave
This place of sure comfort
Sure food and sure drink.

If faith had been sight
And your eyes could have seen
If only your heart
Had trusted in Me.

You would have realized
That freedom is yours
Once you are willing
To follow your Lord.

You see little bird
With every tick tock
I’d wait you to see
That door never locked.

(August 12, 2015)

]]> If You’ll Listen Tue, 18 Aug 2015 00:30:42 +0000 If you’ll listen closely
You’ll hear the sweetness of the Lord
In the bird that’s singing
Or the rain as it pours.

You’ll hear Him as the wind blows
As it drifts thru out the leaves
You’ll even hear in the whistling
That sometimes the wind does bring.

You’ll hear Him in the laughter
From the belly of a baby’s joy
Do you wonder if we’re in His image
If He too laughs and roars?

You’ll hear Him at eve as the crickets
Chirp together in full symphony
Or the frogs proclaiming His goodness
As they croak upon the lilies.

You’ll hear Him as waves rush onward
In the serenity of the surf
As the sand is pressed to the shoreline
And the reefs are crashing rough.

In secret you’ll hear Him in quiet
When you silence all of the noise
You’ll hear His presence then enter
As you worship in tears and voice.

(August 13, 2015)

]]> Thine Heart Fri, 14 Aug 2015 13:07:24 +0000 O’ Father, I need Lord, to give thee thine heart
For Father its beating is sure now to stop
It’s full now, too full Lord, of sorrows scarred marks
O’ Father, I need Lord to give thee thine heart.

O’ Here Lord please take it and nurse it to health
Massage it so tender that which is left
Remove Lord thy woundings from seared memories
Strengthen thy pumping of blood back to me.

Father O’ Father let it not alone
And if Lord it’s damage is too far too gone
Then take it, remold it, as a potter with clay
Replacing its weakness with Your strength today.

(August 7,2015)

Psalm 147:3

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

Freedom From Affections Thu, 13 Aug 2015 23:04:45 +0000 Isn’t it our human nature that holds onto the temporal things in life. Till one day we realize Christ is calling us to move…yet moving is refused by our anchored hearts. There will be a season of our lives when we realize we are in a new place with Jesus. He has repositioned us…He is different with us now in many ways. For He has prepared us for a new work. Yet, the familiar place is rooted so deep into our hearts we suddenly see the ownership of that which was never meant to be a long term assignment. In this moment is a decision….

See, you have been praying for God to “expand your borders..enlarge your territory..” but it never occurred to you the effects of such a wonderful and zealous prayer. It never set into your heart that to expand your territory meant you might have to let go of one trapeze to grab the next one. You never considered there would be a pasture that would be fresh and new. One you have never stepped into before. One void of the familiar. Such a frightening thought isn’t it? Yet, this is what He has been working out of you in the long months and years. It’s harvest time…the place of promise where your gifts and talents come together in a field of need. It’s the crossroads where your mind toys with the fear of the unknown. Oh, but you’ve prayed for so long. The wilderness lessons that have been burning in your heart are nearing time of delivery..and if you do not follow the voice of the ONE calling you..well…much goes undone in the Father’s heart.

We look at Paul in the Word..His heart was so torn between the churches he longed to fellowship with verses the call on his life to go town to town winning souls. He had to surrender his affections on the altar….and obey the Lord. He had to die to his own desires…to fulfill the desires of Jesus for a lost and dying world. He knew the importance of fulfilling the call God placed on his life. Have you considered the importance of the call placed on yours? If there are any affections more important to us than the call of Christ…we must surrender them each…earthly relationships, material possessions, dreams not planted by Christ, and sin that has become a cherished pastime. There must be a love for Him that is so deep we are compelled to “grab and go” when He calls.. He never promised seasons to be short or long…assignments will come and assignments will go…a look into the scriptures sees many roving disciples abandoned to all who obeyed as soon as “the Word of the Lord came..” They were always traveling from Glory to Glory…

What is it now that holds thy heart
Keeping snares from teachings taught
Is the love of men held high
Far above this heart of Mine?

When I formed you in thy womb
Way before temporal pursuits
In thy heart I set My love
Planted deep, yet from above.

You must choose where loyalty lies
Eternal depths, eternal heights
Leaving all you’ve known behind
Like Abraham obeying wise.

Obey me now avoid deep pain
lest you choose to play in rain
Your journey will now require much faith
Trust in me as you pray.

Child, so long you’ve roamed out there
Running from the looks and stares
Knowing “home” has yet been found
Once again you must move towns.

Idols come in disguised forms
Sometimes affections bring on scorn
For I must cut the deep soul ties
Freeing affections that cover Mine.

When Loss Comes… Wed, 12 Aug 2015 12:53:08 +0000 My heart has been so tendered as I have watched several friends walk through a season of deep grief. Some have lost a child years ago and others just a year ago. Through a season of personal grief the Lord graciously showed me the effects of grief, the weight of the sorrow, and many things I think we as followers of Christ should understand about grief. First, there is no time limit on one’s grief. For some the grief does not last as long but for others it does. We need to be a persistent people to care for others going through grief. We never know when it will be a season in our own future. Christ, Himself, was moved by others grief. Remember, when Mary and Martha were so grieved by Lazarus’ death? Christ saw their tears and groaned…

We tend to forget others in their grief…can I be honest here? For I, too, am guilty. Life goes on for us..yet for those in grief it has come to a paralyzing halt. Each day seems an eternity. Probably one of the best examples I’ve seen for those in grief is my mom. I’ve watched her beside the bed of her close friend’s son as He was dying. She would wipe his face with a wet rag as if he were her own son with tears running down her face. She spent nights in the hospital to be near and virtually dropped everything in her own life to love them through the sorrow. Not because she had to….but because of love. I want to be like this for others. Later, I have watched her answer the phone and talk for hours to a grieving mother who lost her child and weep when she weeps. It seems God brought out a beautiful gift in my mom during such a tragedy. And when the grief overwhelms still she has lovingly urged one out of a bed of depression to give her some retail therapy:)

I’m not sure I have measured up to my mom in this area. But I have sure learned much from watching her. I am sure Jesus was well pleased as she poured herself out for the sake of loving one through grief.

Today I know Christ has purpose that comes from deep grief and loss. The rain of affliction is so heavy at times. Whether your grief is a physical loss, a loss of a dream, loss of health, or just loss of anything at all….there is a process to grief. It really is true. If you are grieving today a loss….Christ has a plan to use it all. All the tears, all the pain, and He will, Himself, love you through it. Don’t rush the process…for there is purpose in each stage. And if you know of one grieving…check on them often. They will need many touches by others for hope to remain and strength to be replenished.


When Loss Comes…

It’s when loss comes in closest kind
And “friends” you near and calls you “mine”
It’s when the grief is home with you
That now you love with deeper hues.

For now the pain and anguished thorn
Pierces through from recent storms
Yet God has set affliction’s rain
To meet a need come future days.

The cries you hear and see afresh
Will never go unheard or left
For in thine remembrance and loss of heart
CHRIST did gather the broken parts.

]]> I Need… Mon, 10 Aug 2015 19:49:56 +0000 I need not lift my voice
I need not be loud
I need no fanfare
I need not be proud.

I need not long prayers
No eloquent words
No theological wealth
I need but a thirst.

I need no applause
Nor nods of men’s head
For where there’s a Call
Christ is my stead.

I need not the lights
Nor position of men
For Christ has secured
My position in Him.

(August 10, 2015)

]]> Chains of Sin Mon, 10 Aug 2015 13:01:05 +0000 Sin upon sin like links of chain
One begets another without refrain.

Soon it is lengths beyond thine eyes
Yet Father in Heaven sees far and wide.

To break it’s grip upon thy life
You will need a repentant cry.

For “sorry” is not a surface thing
It must resound from deep heart stings.

If thou shan’t hasten to plead with Christ
Chains become a clanging cry.

Bondage will keep thy freedom life
Buried under the weight of strife.

Look down close upon thy wrists
Check thy feet and neck that’s gripped.

Christ has come to loose these chains
Should you repent in Jesus name.

(AUGUST 8, 2015)

]]> My God Sat, 08 Aug 2015 16:09:50 +0000 Our Creator knows exactly how to speak to us. How to get a grin from us. How to stir a deep delight in us. I have learned each time He wins me over…He is delighted Himself. He delights in us as we delight in Him. I have drawn near to His nature, His personality, and His emotions through maybe my darkest times. It seems the darker the times…the brighter He is. His many ways secure my heart to His. From His tender moments with me to His protective arm gripping me…I fall in love with Him deeper each time. He surely knows how to whisk away this girl and her heart. He knows exactly how to speak to you in a language you will understand…yet He does desire committment..yes? Oh, hold not even the smallest piece of your heart from Him….He desires it all…you will never regret trusting Him with everything.

My God is one of great delight
He speaks to me in depths of nights
Beckoning me to “come and see”
To sit and talk renewing strength.

My God is one of mighty power
Ceasing storms in dangerous hours
Standing guard upon Thy throne
Daring one to touch His own.

He’s likened to a lion, yes
But still He gives a sweet caress
He’s gentle with a voice of peace
Yet, still is strong with mighty teeth.

He may seem far, yet, He is near
And when I cry I feel His tears
Deepest is His heart of love
And when I kneel and call He comes.

His smile not seen but still is felt
At times it makes my heart so melt
For when He dares me follow close
A new adventure He does love most.

For planted in this heart of mine
Is His desire for me to find
Treasures hid before the world
Just for me..His little girl.

(August 8, 2015)

Like the Dew Fri, 07 Aug 2015 13:37:40 +0000 Your Word is like the Dew
That lifts a wilted soul
Refreshes as the sun
When weariness grabs hold.

Full of tender drops
That wets in droughts and toil
Bread of life indeed
Cleansing inner soil.

Thy Word it carries tears
Upon Thy page of text
Bottles them in hand
As every page turns next.

It satisfies my need
And lets me touch Thy heart
Holds me in a hug
When hopelessness is wrought.

Thy Word it manifests
From deepest inner man
Bearing strength and grace
To dare to take Thy land.

It helps me Hear Thy voice
Thy voice I’ve come to know
Wraps me in Your arms
As every letter’s sown.

(August 7, 2015)

The TakeOver Tue, 04 Aug 2015 19:59:41 +0000 There is such a distinct “happening” in the spiritual realm. I suspect it will become more so as the days continue. I continue to see this particular inroad of the enemy over the last few years. As I was praying this morning I heard the word “takeover..”

an act of assuming control of something, especially the buying out of one company by another

Over the years I have had areas where Christ whispered “protect MY vision.” It is a huge responsibility to lead a vision. Any company, whether ministry minded or even in the secular world, with a keen sense of direction will also attest to this. Many times vision becomes skewed or blurred as others come on board. This is usually not intentional or even abnormal. It just happens. However, we must look at scripture to see how God operates. God first calls/chooses a leader. Remember, “the word of the Lord came..” A leader with His vision already planted in him. He gives a man or woman a vision to implement. Not just any vision. Christ’s vision. To enter into a ministry, company, or business without the understanding and ability to come under the vision can be devastating to Christ’s vision, His heart, and His people. It may cripple or kill a vision…leading to even the death of a ministry.

Isn’t it true as we read the story of Nehemiah? He was given the vision to rebuild the broken walls. He then had to implement that vision. He had to know where the breaches were in the walls and how to delegate the people, a unified team, into the appropriate places. He also had to discern the enemy’s inward road to try to cease the work. Swords were in one hand while work was continued in the other. He was the overseer….trusted by God to implement a vision given from a burden of the Lord. It takes great courage to stand firm in vision. He could have easily given way to a secondary vision. Yet, He knew the task at hand very clearly. There were no others as Christ placed the burden within and upon Him initially. He was the one in anguish over the news as He served as Cupbearer to the King. It was Nehemiah Christ called to Jerusalem to view the devastation. It was Nehemiah who pondered in his heart without telling anyone the vision until he had a clear understanding of Christ’s heart in the matter. Nehemiah was the one weeping and fasting before the Lord in sorrow. He was overwhelmed with the heart of God Himself.

It truly is critical to consume and pour out the scripture that urges us to “submit one to unto the Lord.” It’s disturbing to our hearts once we find ourselves in the midst of error. Suddenly we are in the middle of a Takeover… Many a vision has been held hostage by that which is good but not precisely God. It’s likened to Mary and Martha. The work Martha was so busy accomplishing was good work..yes. But not the best work. Likewise, when Mary of Bethany also entered a room and headed straight to Jesus, His very own disciples were angry because she wasted expensive oil that could have fed the poor. Their accusation wasn’t all together wrong..after all the perfume was possibly a year’s wages and feeding the poor is truly a wonderful and admirable thing…however, they may have known truth…but in that moment they completely missed the heart of Christ. Sadly, these were the very ones who walked with Him daily. This should cause us to pause….and understand we too are vulnerable to deception. None of us are above it. As we walk with Christ, Satan knows we will see certain deceptions. The coming days will have deception that is masked with goodness and even purpose that seems honorable. We must look at the life of Christ, how He handles people, comb His Word for application, and humbly see inside the hearts of others. If not very careful we can easily miss His heart as well while knowing every truth word for word.

A Takeover  is not always easy to see or discern.  This is where pride will have to die and we will have to heed every warning in our spirit even when it makes no sense to us. Usually there is a force that is one of constant opposition. It usually isn’t seen for some time. You will look back and recognize the checks in your spirit that you dismissed at the time. It is usually a very quiet and subtle deception that undermines behind the scenes. Jesus instructs us to walk in the light. In Him there is no darkness. There is also usually less heart focus on people and more on protocol and process. There seems to be a measure of grace missing when this occurs. There will be a pressing and unusual forceful entry of what seems a helpful alliance. Until one day the vision no longer even exists. Should Nehemiah have not been discerning…the vision God gave Him would have been derailed from an inward deception. (Remember Tobiah and Sanballat…in the book of Nehemiah) There is also usually a persistence…and coming again and again. Spirits opposing a Kingdom work will not easily leave a territory. You will have to fight to possess the land. This is clear in scripture.

Most will not even try to turn the ship around…by the time truth is revealed exhaustion has set in, wounding has occurred in hearts, and Satan has divided the team. For it will take great courage and strength in Jesus to face the battle and change course. One thing I recently read that has stayed with me so vividly is this quote: “many times we add to the initial vision God gave us. Yet, the anointing is on the original utterance.” I have found this to be so true in my own life as at times I find I have added to that which Christ spoke to me initially..and in many areas and in many other ministries I am now seeing many having to turn their ships around to the original vision before a subtle Takeover occurs and the authentic vision collapses.

But Praise God for those facing it head on. For many hearts and eternal implications are at stake. It’s not just about your destiny but the many others that Christ intended you to impact through His vision. So remember to be strong and courageous….and  never refrain from turning the ship around.

2 Timothy 4:5
But you, be sober in all things, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, fulfill your ministry.


Proverbs 29:18

Where there is no vision, the people perish

I would also encourage you to re-read the entire book of Nehemiah:)


The Weight of Words Tue, 28 Jul 2015 14:04:35 +0000 There is power in our words
Unseen cause and effect unheard
Life to the flesh or death disturbed
There is weight to our words.

There is power in our words
Building blocks of encouragement
Or crushing of the Spirit and heart
Dreams gone dead from cursed remarks.

There is power in our words
Forest fires can singe and surge
Cut down deep is knife and blade
Our words do carry a hefty weight.

Words once spoken hover near
Never leaving the atmosphere
Like a blanket can cover for years
There’s weight to our words ya hear..

(July 26, 2015)

Proverbs 18:21

Death and life are in the power of the tongue…

James 3:6

And the tongue is a fire, a world of unrighteousness. The tongue is set among our members, staining the whole body, setting on fire the entire course of life, and set on fire by hell.

The Thorn of Memory Mon, 27 Jul 2015 15:31:55 +0000 I wonder could the “thorn” in the flesh be a memory?
A place of deepest grief or personal Calvary.

That thing that is gone yet faintly lives in minds
Where the heart is sometimes consumed by its thought from time to time.

It’s almost as if a regret lingers stuck in time
The second hand is stopped and forever paralyzed.

Though Christ has covered steps and one knows of His victory
Yet there remains a “thorn”…a “thorn” of memories.

Fragile as a Flower Sun, 26 Jul 2015 19:48:01 +0000 I Want to Be….

Fragile as a flower
Yet, fierce as lion’s roar
Gentle with hearts of hurting
Yet, causing Satan’s mourn.

Strong into the battle
Weak before His throne
Zealously pursing
Yet, grace to stop for groans.

Confident of His voice
Yet, “be still” in secret place
Faithful to deliver
Yet faithful too to wait.

Unique as each flower petal
Yet connected to His root
Boldly possessing My land …yes
Yet, lead others to possess theirs too.

(July 26, 2015)

Paper Dolls Sat, 25 Jul 2015 14:25:19 +0000 There is such vibrance in the body of Christ. Yet, rarely do we see His intended operation. The uniqueness of Christ in each of us is so desperate to pour out in our territories….our fields of ministry. Yet, we tend to either fall into the usual traditional places or get placed in expected places. Familiar places. Such danger lies in this….for fruitfulness will lack. Christ designed you and I for abundance…not speaking of material things..but abundant ministry. The outpouring of our own hearts into other hearts in need. There will be a slow death inside day after day when this does not happen. There will be no joy personally and others will also miss out on Christ in you. When the scriptures tell us the members of the body work together…this is very true. I recently had the blessing of praying with a group of ministers who had distinct gifts of the Holy Spirit. Not talents mind you…but the gifts of the Spirit we learn of in the New Testament. There is a difference. I have never in all my  years experienced the power in that little circle as I did that day. I saw the mind and heart of Christ come forward so distinctly it blew my mind. He truly does speak through His people today just as He did in the past. Each heart was different..knew Him different..and He used each one differently. Yet, submitting one to another was so beautiful and easy as we desired so much to hear the heart of our Father. Hearing that which He was sharing in each personal closet edified us all. For I see many times there is a common thread among His people. But it’s only seen and heard as it is shared with one another….much like Paul explains in the New Testament church.

I’ve shared in the past my life in the medical field….God saw fit to put in my life a wise boss. He took a little girl with little experience and trained her to lead. Of course I started on the ground level. I had to learn the daily grind, the struggles of the beginning, the sweat and tears of success and failure. He was careful that his counsel was always from a place of encouragement. I never once saw him tear down..only build up.  He also never let you hide your talents…he always called them forward for the good of the team. As I ponder those lessons from my past knowing Christ works all things out for good..and all things seem to be training for future things..I remembered that his heart was always to push me to more. To not be afraid to fail…but to be willing to risk. To keep reaching higher and going further. To be willing to try creative measures to get to the end goal. To think outside the box. To dream big. To care for your people and their well as our customers and their families. He taught me how to build relationships that built trust. He also taught me to surround myself with a team of people that was diverse and gifted in specific areas. I learned success was much quicker and that building a team with exact likeness was much less wise than a team with various strengths and weaknesses. I also learned to “know my team.” Know where their strengths lie..know who to send where to gain the greatest success.

Looking back I realize this is also the philosophy of Jesus. Of course success to Him is not worldly…it involves souls and hearts. He gifted each uniquely to accomplish something only they can accomplish. You and I ….as well as others…will only benefit from that which you are called to do..uniquely. Your “way”, your “style”, your “delivery” of that which Christ has given you can be done by no other. No one has the experiences with Christ that you do. Your mountains and valleys are unique to you.

I learned a long time ago to never want to be like someone else. To want what they have. For you never know what it cost them.

You will have to hold loosely all things as you move with Jesus…you will not be able to fall in love with anything or any place…but be ready to move when He says move.. His heart for you is to be in a “field” or “place” that uses all He gave you. He will need to move you from time to time to new places where your gifts and talents can be fruitfully offered to a fresh pasture. Others need what you have…so move with Him:) Don’t settle as a paper doll mimicking others but be who HE designed you to be. Don’t assume your journey will look like others or even along the same path. You will have to be willing to let Christ take you to YOUR land….to do YOUR mission…in the way He created YOU to do it. The world is not in need of paper dolls or duplicates but uniquely created warriors answering the call of Christ that is specific to YOU.

Now…get to the place where you bear MUCH FRUIT!

Paper dolls.. proportioned just right
Equal in frame and equal in height
Strung on a strand holding on tight
Folded or’e one and another polite.

Precisely cut with each nameless face
Voiceless ones with common display
Locked in hands with precious death grips
Trodden together to sort and to sift.

Christ has called you out from the crowd
Renouncing the ties and strongholds that mount
To be so unique as He did design
Cease wearing clothes of mismatch and size.

He has a place fit perfectly for you
So be not afraid as He shakes you loose
But ready yourself as He takes His shears
Cutting away the paper doll years.

(July 24, 2015)

To Whom I’m Betrothed Wed, 22 Jul 2015 15:58:50 +0000 It was never meant that any should take His place. For He must be first…in all things and in all ways. Every relationship must rest under His headship first…every desire must be 2nd to His…every longing must be weaker than the longing to be with Him..and every daily to-do must be less important than the work He has called forth. For our human minds are filled with temporal things while His is full of eternal things.  One day we will understand fully the difference.

Oh, you are my Father
The lover of my soul
My gifted Creator
To whom I’m betrothed.

My sweet revelator
With such gentle voice
My deep inner longing
The dew that falls moist.

How can I so thank thee
Words seem to fail
For in my present weakness
Your Spirit prevails

The presence of Glory
In secret alone
Bathes me with singing
Drawing me home.

(July 18, 2015)




  • 1. the person to whom one is engaged .
  • synonyms: engaged (to be married), promised/pledged in marriage

Hosea 2:19

19 And I will betroth you to me forever. I will betroth you to me in righteousness and in justice, in steadfast love and in mercy.

Sear the Wound Tue, 21 Jul 2015 16:08:45 +0000 Satan is a master at digging into an old wound. For he knows exactly what your history holds. Where each painful memory resides and he does all he can to bring it to mind. When a wound heals it doesn’t necessarily heal fully and sometimes it is unable to heal because the protective scab over the wound keeps getting knocked off. Just like when your kids hurt themselves yet keep hitting the same spot over and over. So it goes with our many kinds of wounds. Even the wounds of the heart.

I had asked the Lord if a broken heart looked different… literally. I use to be in the medical field dealing with heart disease. I was curious if there was any research on broken hearts. It was fascinating and tearful when I saw what is now a medical term called “Broken Heart Syndrome.” There is actually an acute response sometimes where the heart enlarges..speaking in generalities here to not go into all the dynamics of heart function. It actually can cause death. I have known people who I wondered if they died of a broken heart where there was nothing wrong with them but a preceded time of deep grief. The loss of a spouse or child was an example the American Heart Association used as recent tramatic things in the lives of those with Broken Heart Syndrome. There is a treatment that resolves this most of the time but takes awhile for the heart to become normal. It gave me much compassion even more for the broken hearted and the seriousness for their care. I have many times forgone attention to a heart in need of binding. I am so glad Christ always tends a broken child.

As I was pondering this I simply recognized before Him the need for healing we all have and I heard Him say…Sear the Wound.. my prayer is that if you are in need of healing for a seeping wound for any reason that you will find a safe place to share your grief and that you know your Father is desiring to sear your wound and turn your mourning into dancing…

It’s true that when a wound does rise
Pain and tenderness at times subsides
Yet many a hearts are bruised and worn
Seeping on occasion from affliction’s scorn.

A moment or word..a casual glance
Dreams of the past that no longer dance
Release has been made and forgiveness is sure
Yet sorrow is still fastened secure.

Waiting is hard for Christ to complete
The binding of wounds where pain still seeps
Patience…it’s work is hardest of all
The days of deep grief can be very long..

Rehearse His Word out loud and proclaim
Lift up thy heel for Satan’s dooms day
Healing will come in the blink of an eye
To sear that old wound so it no longer cries.

(Bless His Name…)

The Commissioning Tue, 21 Jul 2015 02:49:05 +0000 There’s secret surprises hidden inside
Placed by our Father for appointed times
For in deepest sorrow and the breaking of heart
He takes His key a treasure unlocks.

You may not know but inside of you
Are giftings and callings waiting anew
What was is no more and He’s moved ahead
From Glory to Glory He’s raising what’s dead.

Stirring with teardrops and mixed with His heart
Awakens He does a deeper new walk
You have no idea what’s inside of you
But Father sure does and He calls is to bloom.

All that you’ve been through is training and more
Equipping you now to lead into war
Your praise is now deeper and worship afresh
For the Potter took all you knew to a death.

But now you can see a convergence of pain
Poured into lives with new strength now claimed.
Bowing now low in position on knees
Divine ordination He commissions His sheep.

(July 19, 2015)



  • 1. an instruction, command, or duty given to a person or group of people .
  • 2. a group of people officially charged with a particular function

]]> Rebuild the Ruins Sat, 18 Jul 2015 12:44:12 +0000 There is a grieving of the Lord’s heart I believe for our lack of faith and lack of knowledge. His word has been so twisted over the centuries by men. We go from an extreme of counterfeit spirit manifestations to the teachings that the Spirit of God is no longer today as He was. In both, are false teachings and death. The Holy Spirit is still alive and well and active in the believer. He is also still doing miracles. Christ is still sending His work of the baptism of the Holy Spirit that enables such a new and supernatural love for human kind, there is still an authentic speaking in tongues that is pure and holy and has a beautiful purpose covered in the scriptures, there are still prophetic voices whom God is sending out to cry in the wilderness, and there is still a God who is willing to heal and cast out demons. Actually…He gave that responsibility to us…His partner with Him in His works. ” The issue seems to be our faith…or is it that we do not know Him as well as we think? I think much is simply that we know Him as who we have been taught Him to be. We rarely know Him according to the fullness of His Word…

John 1:1

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

We have thrown the baby out with the bath water in fear of all the extremes. Yet, we wonder why the world sees little that looks different than what they already have…so why partake of of this Jesus? Maybe we have, ourselves, misrepresented Christ.. I trust with my life Brooklyn Tabernacle with Pastor, Jim Cymbala and Times Square Church and it’s many anointed pastors. Both of these churches share the truth of the gospel, they teach on the gifts of the Holy Spirit…as well as share personal experiences of the baptism of the Holy Spirit, and many many come to Christ. Many are delivered and set free and then set ablaze to do the work Christ placed in their hearts with a passion that is beautiful. They feed the poor, spend hours together in prayer, and make disciples who walk in the Spirit of God. There is a beautiful message and necessity of the message of Christ bringing salvation to a dying heart and world….but there is much more. We seem to be a people stuck at the cross….rather than living in His resurrection. The cross is where we begin…where we die to the old man…OH!! BUT HE AROSE!!!  (Have we…His people?) The “more in Christ” empowers us to walk in holiness, to see what Christ sees, to pray with supernatural knowledge when He needs us to know the pain of one we lay hands on…It’s the power He spoke of upon His ascension…it is not a word to pass is the WORD OF THE HOUR.

“And now I will send the Holy Spirit, just as my Father promised. But stay here in the city until the Holy Spirit comes and fills you with power from heaven.”

People perish for lack of knowledge. Paul’s teachings included the teachings on the Holy Spirit. It was a normal part of His bringing people to Christ! Holy Spirit was and is the third person of the Trinity operating in and through Him on a daily basis…Somehow we have passed over the Word and it’s meaning..mainly due to our past religious teachings. Can I simply implore you to go to the Word of God. Ask the Holy Spirit to teach you the truth of His Word. You and I will need the power of the Holy Spirit in the days will be critical.

19 And it came to pass, that, while Apollos was at Corinth, Paul having passed through the upper coasts came to Ephesus: and finding certain disciples,

He said unto them, Have ye received the Holy Ghost since ye believed? And they said unto him, We have not so much as heard whether there be any Holy Ghost.

And he said unto them, Unto what then were ye baptized? And they said, Unto John’s baptism.

Then said Paul, John verily baptized with the baptism of repentance, saying unto the people, that they should believe on him which should come after him, that is, on Christ Jesus.

When they heard this, they were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus.

And when Paul had laid his hands upon them, the Holy Ghost came on them; and they spake with tongues, and prophesied.

And all the men were about twelve.

I am so grateful for the hours of teaching from the above churches and their precious pastors. Who caused me to hunger for the power of the Holy Spirit and to walk with Him near. For He is who has enabled poetry and music from the depths of my soul. Maybe we see no power in our midst because we never even acknowledge the source…the person of the Holy Spirit. to show yourself approved. I would encourage you to spend time at and You will find many beautiful teachings about Christ and all He has offered to us. It will be up to you to believe Him for it. I would also encourage you to re-read Paul’s teachings in the New Testament…and let’s ask ourselves…do we look anything like the disciples and the church they represented. It is time to Rebuild the Ruins..and this is one of the breaches in the walls..

Rebuild the ruins O Child of mine
Walls are down and people blind
Lost is what Paul preached with blood
Sweat and tears and cries of love.

Submerged into salvation’s hand
Christ, His blood, the work for man
Yet preached is not the life and breath
And how to keep in Spirit’s steps.

Unctions and depths of fiery bones,
Words of knowledge God does know
Spiritual language edifying souls
Pentecost is buried low.

One must wonder at the death
Of many churches stocked with theft
Afraid to teach the truth instead
This is why miracles do seem dead.

It’s not that I desireth not
To heal the sick with human hearts
For always I did mean for men
To walk just as the 12 once did..

(July 17, 2015 )

Matthew 10:7-8

“And as you go, preach, saying, ‘The kingdom of heaven is at hand.’ 8“Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons. Freely you received, freely give.

1 Corinthinans 12

1 Now concerning spiritual [gifts], brethren, I would not have you ignorant.

2 Ye know that ye were Gentiles, carried away unto these dumb idols, even as ye were led.

3 Wherefore I give you to understand, that no man speaking by the Spirit of God calleth Jesus accursed: and [that] no man can say that Jesus is the Lord, but by the Holy Ghost.

4 Now there are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit.

5 And there are differences of administrations, but the same Lord.

6 And there are diversities of operations, but it is the same God which worketh all in all.

7 But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to every man to profit withal.

8 For to one is given by the Spirit the word of wisdom; to another the word of knowledge by the same Spirit;

9 To another faith by the same Spirit; to another the gifts of healing by the same Spirit;

10 To another the working of miracles; to another prophecy; to another discerning of spirits; to another [divers] kinds of tongues; to another the interpretation of tongues:

11 But all these worketh that one and the selfsame Spirit, dividing to every man severally as he will.

12 For as the body is one, and hath many members, and all the members of that one body, being many, are one body: so also [is] Christ.

13 For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body, whether [we be] Jews or Gentiles, whether [we be] bond or free; and have been all made to drink into one Spirit.

14 For the body is not one member, but many.

15 If the foot shall say, Because I am not the hand, I am not of the body; is it therefore not of the body?

16 And if the ear shall say, Because I am not the eye, I am not of the body; is it therefore not of the body?

17 If the whole body [were] an eye, where [were] the hearing? If the whole [were] hearing, where [were] the smelling?

18 But now hath God set the members every one of them in the body, as it hath pleased him.

19 And if they were all one member, where [were] the body?

20 But now [are they] many members, yet but one body.

21 And the eye cannot say unto the hand, I have no need of thee: nor again the head to the feet, I have no need of you.

22 Nay, much more those members of the body, which seem to be more feeble, are necessary:

23 And those [members] of the body, which we think to be less honourable, upon these we bestow more abundant honour; and our uncomely [parts] have more abundant comeliness.

24 For our comely [parts] have no need: but God hath tempered the body together, having given more abundant honour to that [part] which lacked:

25 That there should be no schism in the body; but [that] the members should have the same care one for another.

26 And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.

27 Now ye are the body of Christ, and members in particular.

28 And God hath set some in the church, first apostles, secondarily prophets, thirdly teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healings, helps, governments, diversities of tongues.

29 [Are] all apostles? [are] all prophets? [are] all teachers? [are] all workers of miracles?

30 Have all the gifts of healing? do all speak with tongues? do all interpret?

31 But covet earnestly the best gifts: and yet shew I unto you a more excellent way.


]]> The Winnower Fri, 17 Jul 2015 16:13:02 +0000 The air comes thru in wisping waves
Father’s winnowing grain today.
Separating all His way
Here blows the chaff ….it sifts away.

Light is it no meat in tow
CHRIST is calling for depth you know
Put away the old strongholds
Much engraved in hearts and souls.

Shallow is His body’s breath
Feeding still on milk instead
Connection with His heart is dead
His Spirit denied to manifest.

We’ll see now soon a line is drawn
On either side the light will dawn
His Word misused for traditions ways
“Look again” for what’s misplaced.

Resemble not we do His Church
We’re very far from truth..He hurts
The Power declared by His own heart
Is called but dead and speaketh not.

But, Oh, He shall not wait too long
For He has blown the trumpet call
For all to speak of what they’ve heard
Shrink not back and loose His Word.

Hear the wind? It’s on its way!
Dust thy feet from man made ways
He’s coming now to sift as wheat
The Winnower separates the unbelief.

(July 17, 2015)

Jeremiah 15:7
I will winnow them with a winnowing fork at the city gates of the land. I will bring bereavement and destruction on my people, for they have not changed their ways.

Matthew 3:11-12

11“As for me, I baptize you with water for repentance, but He who is coming after me is mightier than I, and I am not fit to remove His sandals; He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. 12“His winnowing fork is in His hand, and He will thoroughly clear His threshing floor; and He will gather His wheat into the barn, but He will burn up the chaff with unquenchable fire.”

From Wikipedia…

Wind winnowing is an agricultural method developed by ancient cultures for separating grain from chaff. It is also used to remove weevils or other pests from stored grain. Threshing, the loosening of grain or seeds from the husks and straw, is the step in the chaff-removal process that comes before winnowing.

In its simplest form it involves throwing the mixture into the air so that the wind blows away the lighter chaff, while the heavier grains fall back down for recovery. Techniques included using a winnowing fan (a shaped basket shaken to raise the chaff) or using a tool (a winnowing fork or shovel) on a pile of harvested grain.

Winnowing can also describe the natural removal of fine material from a coarser sediment by wind or flowing water, analogous to the agricultural separation of wheat from chaff.



v. win·nowed, win·now·ing, win·nows

1. To separate the chaff from (grain) by means of a current of air.
2. To blow (chaff) off or away.
3. To examine closely in order to separate the good from the bad; sift: (The judges winnowed a thousand essays down to six finalists.)

a. To separate or get rid of (an undesirable part); eliminate: winnowing out the errors in logic.
b. To sort or select (a desirable part); extract:
Give Me Your Love Wed, 15 Jul 2015 14:34:09 +0000 I give Him my worries and burdens of heart
I give Him my morrows and daily onslaughts
I give Him my needs and my longings of soul
I give Him my children, their futures to hold.

I give Him my past and all of my days
All of my sin to wash it away
I give Him my feet to use as He wills
I give Him my hands to write words that heal.

I give Him my mornings with sunrise songs
And deep in the evenings our late pillow talks
Yet faintly I hear Him with gentle King tears
Longing to hear of my love given Him.

(July 15, 2015)

His Crown Tue, 14 Jul 2015 20:24:36 +0000 A crown was placed upon His head
One of thorns that dug with dread
Yet we desire a crown with jewels
With sparkling gems…not suffering tools.

If diamonds are clear as clear as glass
Then Holy must be our walk at last
Reflecting only Christ’s called path
A diamond is still cut and sometimes smashed.

Oh yes I’d like an emerald so green
But Christ was killed for envy’s scheme
Upon His crown no jewels like these
Only the green from jealous means.

If topaz is choice of beauty pristine
To walk on gold streets with rivers serene
Highly regarded in royal memories
Surrender Thy life to wear one of these.

Such power does shineth the ruby indeed
Red.. yes it is and cost Him greatly
For poured down His face, His hands, and His feet
The blood ..the blood …His precious ruby.

If we must have pearls of mammoth display
Remember that now He prepares us a place
And many a pearl is now soon displayed
For the Pearl of Great Price wore thorns in your place..

(July 13, 2015)

There is a Call Mon, 13 Jul 2015 03:03:37 +0000 There is a Call upon Thy life
One of death..that leads to life
Pouring out what’s given thee
From My hands to strengthen these.

Look inside for there I’ve placed
That which you must use today
Stuck in solitude disguised
Freedom waits you to arise

Dry and barren is the land
Fountains wait with springs for man
Warriors I have called to Thee
Go and tell them of My plea.

Time is short now weighted feet
Many servants are asleep
Waiting in some sense of peace
False it is….petition these.

Come away and do Thy work
Worry not of trivial quirks
Set thy face upon THE Rock
Greater works will soon unlock.

2 Timothy 4:5

As for you, always be sober-minded, endure suffering, do the work of an evangelist, fulfill your ministry.

John 14:12

“Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will he do, because I am going to the Father.

There’s a Spirit in the Land Sat, 11 Jul 2015 15:52:01 +0000 This post may be difficult for some yet has been such a burden on my heart the last years and particularly the last few weeks. The enemy is gaining ground and deceiving many so in obedience to the Lord I am going to share the truth He has taught me regarding witchcraft. You may agree or disagree but either way…please be willing to seek the Lord’s heart. Always go study yourself.

If you are not aware there are now Ouija Boards being sold to our children in Toys R Us right here in Tyler Texas. This means our children will unknowingly be calling up dead spirits…all in the beautifully pink disguise of a toy.  Now, It is reasonable to us to read the Word of God and recognize His heart against witchcraft. Yet we fail to study to show ourselves approved in a way that helps us recognize it in our modern day. Believe me…it still exists. Any time we consult a source other than the Spirit of God..we have opened a door to witchcraft. Please understand..once you have encountered the effects of such darkness you will not be inclined to dabble in it again. We read about “Legion” the demon possessed man in the Bible and understand with head knowledge the reality. Yet, somehow we fail to understand that should we open doors in our own lives to witchcraft of any sort…the reality of “Legion” could manifest as a reality to us. Whether we debate on oppression or possession..surely we all have members in our family or churches that are likely candidates? Are we prepared for the manifestation of such dabbling? Are we guarding the doors of our children’s hearts, ourselves, and those around us?

Much of what I see in witchcraft today is very subtle…in some ways…and other ways it has simply become “normal.” I walked in Game Stop yesterday with my son and we could not hardly find a game that had not turned in some way or the other to the dark side. For example: “Diablo,” “The spirits Within“, etc…I could go on and on. The eye gate into the soul is vulnerable to the enemy. He certainly knows this. But we dare to be different that the rest of society..because after all…everyone is doing it.

The scary thing is we seem to jump on every ban wagon and fad and become absolutely sheep led to the slaughter…. suddenly we wonder why havoc has manifested, strange happenings…yet we politely opened a door for the enemy to step into our territory. We not only gave him access but permission to enter our world and now affect our loved ones.

Over the years the Lord has shown me the subtle invasion which at large the church is ignoring. We somehow do not believe in the effects of the dark world…Listen…you and I will not likely see a witch brewing in an old black pot….but trust me it does still happen in many other forms. Be careful what you bring into your homes that could be “accursed.” Be careful what you read and watch…the television is quite the entry point for much darkness. Be careful what you put on yourself in the way of shampoo, body washes, oils, and even what you take into your body..before you ever research a company. Pay attention to the symbols on the products and even the names of the products, as well as the “root” mission of the company. If you do not know what something means…research it! Just this week a friend of mine had purchased a supplement to help her health..when she went to the company website it disclosed that each supplement was first prayed over and devoted to the name of a god in new age religion. This my friends is witchcraft…and that is an evil spirit…..and just as we pray to the ONE TRUE GOD–CHRIST–…others pray to the “gods” or evil spirits that serve Satan. Remember what the Word says? “We do not wrestle against flesh and blood..but against principalities of the dark world…” (Why do we not believe this when we have read it a thousand times??) Lord please help us..

If you or I have opened any doors to the and I must  repent and ask the Lord to close every door where you have granted access to him….either knowingly or unknowingly. Be not unaware of the enemy’s schemes…People perish for lack of knowledge. I would suspect an urgency on the heart of our Father or He would not have whispered this poetic message…may you and I walk holy as He is holy…putting aside EVERY weight…May He grant us increased discernment to “See” the darkness as it tries to enter. The enemy is relentless and will continue to look for cracks in our armor..we can not afford to let our guards down…for he has set many nets for God’s people. In even this, we will have to choose to live in Christ…and to even die in Christ… choosing whom today we will serve.

There is a spirit in the land
Cloaked in clothes of man
Slithers on gentle wind’s
Cautious till fully in.

Satan finds a creaking door
Where the crack is opened for
spirits to take the floor
Unaware come the hoards.

Territories they have claimed
Riding on familiar names
Manifestations now profane
And roots will soon remain.

Check thy homes and House of God
For the thing which Satan charmed
Clean thy house with Holy Words
Anoint with oil let prayers be heard.

Repent of all thy careless ways
Asking Christ to close roadways
The territory you must reclaim
Rebuking spirits who remain.

(July 10, 2015)

Deuteronomy Chapter 18

9 When thou art come into the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee, thou shalt not learn to do after the abominations of those nations.

10 There shall not be found among you [any one] that maketh his son or his daughter to pass through the fire, [or] that useth divination, [or] an observer of times, or an enchanter, or a witch,

11 Or a charmer, or a consulter with familiar spirits, or a wizard, or a necromancer.

12 For all that do these things [are] an abomination unto the LORD: and because of these abominations the LORD thy God doth drive them out from before thee.

Joshua 6:18

And you, in any wise keep yourselves from the accursed thing, lest you make yourselves accursed, when you take of the accursed thing, and make the camp of Israel a curse, and trouble it.

The Abomination of Desolation-Matthew 24:23-25
23“Then if anyone says to you, ‘Behold, here is the Christ,’ or ‘There He is,’ do not believe him. 24“For false Christs and false prophets will arise and will show great signs and wonders, so as to mislead, if possible, even the elect. 25“Behold, I have told you in advance.

Remembering Mercy Fri, 10 Jul 2015 11:57:14 +0000 Christ had many opportunities to humiliate those in sin..yet never did He take it. From the woman at the well to the one caught in adultery. Instead, we see He always responded with mercy. His heart was always to draw them to Himself. The only ones He seemed to scoff at were the religious leaders who knew the letter of the law…..yet completely missed the heart of the God of the Word. We must be a people like Christ in order to reach people for Christ. It is easy to love when people are seemingly successful and living in a way that is Godly. However, the true test of our love is how we respond to those who fall. This is one of the greatest errors of the body of Christ. We read about the love of Christ and even profess it..yet when given an opportunity to show it….we become as the religious leaders of Jesus’ day.

When others fall we are lovingly and mercifully to bring them back to the way of truth. Every life is precious to Christ…


A woman was caught in lust and of sin
When drug thru the dirt by angry men
Then gentle and quiet the Christ stooped low
Drawing in dirt a merciful note.

Peter too now afraid and unwise
Cursed from the tongue and even denied
Yet mercy and grace prepared Him to rise
From the sifting of Satan..yet used still of Christ.

Isn’t it beautiful that in our disgrace
Our Father is very quick to embrace
So we shall in turn be just like Him
Remembering mercy when others do sin.

(JULY 9, 2015)

]]> Jewett United Methodist Church, Jewett Texas Mon, 06 Jul 2015 14:50:47 +0000 Shelly will be back ministering in Jewett in 2016

The Drought is Over Sat, 04 Jul 2015 15:27:42 +0000

For there is the sound of abundance of rain…1 Kings 18:41

O’ I hear the sound of the abundance of rain
Nothing in sight but My Spirit lays claim.

First I must see with spiritual eyes
That which the Father speaks deep inside.

Listen! Hear it coming? It’s nearer.. you see?
Faint little droplets soon coming in sheets.

Dare not look up yet for you must believe
Stay in position of prayer to receive.

Ah, hear the downpour! His power and might!
Soon comes darkness with thunder and lights.

All of a sudden a cloud does arise
What’s heard in the Spirit is now seen with sight.

(JULY 3, 2015)

And Elijah said unto Ahab, Get thee up, eat and drink; for there is a sound of abundance of rain. 42So Ahab went up to eat and to drink. And Elijah went up to the top of Carmel; and he cast himself down upon the earth, and put his face between his knees, 43And said to his servant, Go up now, look toward the sea. And he went up, and looked, and said, There is nothing. And he said, Go again seven times. 44And it came to pass at the seventh time, that he said, Behold, there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man’s hand. And he said, Go up, say unto Ahab, Prepare thy chariot, and get thee down, that the rain stop thee not. 45And it came to pass in the mean while, that the heaven was black with clouds and wind, and there was a great rain.

1 Kings 18

Flood Gates Sat, 27 Jun 2015 16:49:19 +0000 Pressure builds against the steel
Gates that hold the river’s will
Crashing loud with swishing sounds
Water climbs excitement mounts.

Soon the gate will open wide
CHRIST will hold no more inside
Downpours, rains, refreshing cries
Souls soon drenched to heal the blind.

Waters rush to soon unite
A massive cliff that poureth life
Utter soaking none left dry
Come O Spirit open wide!

As a dam that holds at bay
Time it waits Christ’s nod to say
“Lift the floodgates time has come
Spirit fall fresh on everyone .”

(June 27, 2015)

Fighting the Tide Sat, 27 Jun 2015 16:44:34 +0000 “Come” He says as I feel gentle waves
The tide now has turned for His name sake…
Yet there is a struggle to stay in the same
One of such comfort and familiar names.

This voice is relentless sends crashing waves
Meant to push forward the captives and slaves
Yet lack of understanding refuses such grace
Soon this water is stagnant of waves.

Why…He says softly do you choose to tread
Waiting before you is honey and bread
Vineyards so luscious upon this soon shore
Silence the struggle resisting your Lord..

“LOOK!” Can you see it? A pasture so green
Beautiful flowers so wild and so free
This ocean is headed to Your promised land
But you must quit fighting the tide rolling in.

(JUNE 27, 2015)

]]> The Water That Carries Sat, 27 Jun 2015 16:41:54 +0000 There’s a water that carries to unknown bends
Drifting so gently it may be dismissed
It’s flow is such beauty it’s grace is so pure
Ripples of movement by smallest of lures.

Pristine and shining reflecting the Son
Beckoning softly for all to now come
Headed to falls of magnificent design
Springs and fountains that so mesmerize.

Lay in the rest of the carrying tide
Floating with ease no fear and no pride
This water that carries no longer denied
Will rush from the depths when faith does arise.

(June 26, 2015)

Shadows Sat, 27 Jun 2015 16:33:19 +0000  

Shadows come in varying shapes

Christ has come to name and trace

Dimly seen though in plain view

Brilliant lights that webs consume.

Many crouch or placed on shelves

Candles left behind to melt

Oh, but now He does arise

Strikes the match to re-ignite.

Precious are they unto Him

Cast aside by stately men

Rarely used and counted great

Oh, but that shall change today.

The first will soon become the last

Drop will shortly all thy masks

No disguise will hidden be

Christ will unveil truth indeed.

Set thy pose to now receive

Refreshing rains and outpourings

Christ has lit each flaming torch

From the shadows their coming forth.

(June 26, 2015)

Rustling Leaves Thu, 25 Jun 2015 17:40:15 +0000

There’s a rustling of the leaves
Caused by unseen feet
A circling little whirlwind
A stirring as He speaks.

Such a call so faintly
In quiet heard on knees
Orders sent from the heavenlies
The rustling of mulberry trees.

Take notice at this sound please
For it could cost thy life
Arise My prophetic voices
Satan has caused much strife.

It is time to harken boldly
To run as heralds do
Focus not on self dear
Move as Esther moved.

Sanctified and appointed
Before thy very birth
Set apart and anointed
Voices to be heard.

Many wait in the balance
There’s a famine in the land
Not of food and provision
But of ordained woman and man.

The time has come for the hidden
To stand upon their feet
Clean the muck and mire
Shake dust from thy feet.

Will you receive your promise?
Hear the rustling of the leaves?
For I am The Head and The Christ, child,
Come and follow me.

(June 25, 2015)


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verb (used with object), rustled, rustling.
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Gentle Giant Thu, 25 Jun 2015 15:54:21 +0000 The heart of the Father is so very tender. Gentle…and loving. I am always mindful of His BIGNESS! (yes…I made that up:)) I find such difficulty with the human language. NO words are adequate…deep enough…full enough to describe Him. Yet, I have found as I wait in worship…He runs…He was already waiting..for me. I love to begin by acknowledging His greatness…and then also the little ways He touches my heart. This gets my heart I ask Him to turn my heart to His..The Righteous One …who is also my Gentle Giant..

As I hear thy softened music
I wait for Thee to come
Knowing you are near now
Thy kind and precious One.

The vastness of your High-ness
Comes low to meet with me
Rushing as the wind does
To breathe a word in need.

Holy and pure of heart, yes…
The Master and Lord of Hosts
All -Sufficient and omnipresent
Creator of heavenly hosts.

The Giver of every good thing
Defender of all the oppressed
The Gate by which we must enter
The Door to eternal rest.

The whisperer in the evenings
That cause my eyes to awake
The alluring in the morning
The Voice that causes quakes.

The dreams of distinct definition
And pictures of detailed array
The eyes of the perfect Seer
Same then, now, and today.

The resilient one of great nudging
To come receive all Thy gifts
The delight I feel as your heart leaps
As a Father His daughter grips.

The Almighty that sits and does hover
Listening to every single word
The Holy, Triune Godhead
Gentle Giant and Banner of Love.

(June 24, 2015)

Broken First Wed, 17 Jun 2015 17:54:09 +0000 To the broken I’d have little to say
If not I’m broken first
For I’d be unable to see the need
The hunger and the thirst.

The tears would still not move me much
And longsuffering would yet be still
Lest I learned the depth of pain
That paralyzes and sears.

I cannot give what I’ve not had
Words bring empty help
But eyes that see from valleys dark
Can rub the balm in well.

(June 17, 2015)

Mirror Mirror Tue, 16 Jun 2015 18:04:38 +0000 Mirror mirror on the wall
Does Thou see Thyself at all?
Is His face and likeness shown
Or is Thou hidden in sin unknown..

Child of mine I see Thy blood
Marks you mine forever loved
Yet I still see besetting sin
“Decent” to the likes of men.

This reflection showeth groans
Shadows that have made their homes
Use thy lips to speak forth life
In thy heart are walls of strife.

Blurred with tears My gaze on thee
Clear thy heart of pesky weeds
Thorns have covered seed that’s sown
Choked it’s now from inner moans.

Light must now reflect to thee
Dispelling darkness nestling deep
Hidden maybe to naked eyes
But reflects on this heart of mine.

Let My love and truth persuade
Dive down deep ..pierce…invade
For this spot of smallest haze
Must be under Thy blood now placed.

Quench it does My work in you
Keeps you paralyzed ..unused
In the light you now must bring
Not 1 sin…2 sins… but everything.

(June 16, 2015)

In the Silence of My Hotel..a pondering of the heart Mon, 15 Jun 2015 18:49:05 +0000 As I have heard the sobs of broken hearts I have seen the Father come quickly to heal…and I ponder…rarely do I see this in churches I visit…

When I look into the Word I see the sorrow of Nehemiah grieving over the ruins of his city and people. I see Jesus weeping over them as well. I watch as Jeremiah weeps over people who hear his words from the Lord that refuse to listen. ..interesting that we can hear..yet not listen..

Yet I see no weeping..

A glimpse at the sin in our own hearts should spring forth weeping…O as David tore his clothes over a good glimpse of himself.

Weeping..sorrow of heart. .this must be the broken and contrite spirit Christ does not despise.

I sit with women struggling as Christ is resurrecting them and I see a full altar and worship like I never see in many churches..are there none broken? None needing deliverance? Freedom? None desperate for more of Christ?

So many empty altars…yet the altar was such a significant place throughout the word..

Where is the burden for God’s people as Nehemiah cried… ? We have become a society consumed with ourselves….yet Christ calls us to die to ourselves..

I have seen the most beautiful glimpse of our Master as He touched specific brokenness in the hearts of His daughters…and it causes me to weep …tears of joy at His love for them..and for me.

Heaven forbid we remain a church without tears and never hear the wailing of deliverance as Christ comes for His own.

For it is the most beautiful, yet, heart wrenching sound I have ever heard…

Maybe we each need a visit with Jesus to Jacob’s Well..and understand what it means to draw the water …

The Sound of Deliverance-a testimony of Christ at Jacob’s Well Mon, 15 Jun 2015 18:42:33 +0000 There’s a sound of deliverance
That reckons the soul
Gentle and pure yet a piercing of notes.

Where altars are filled with the sound of deep cries
Wailing and weeping as freedom takes flight.
Darkness and demons ripped from ones life
Hearts healed under Christ’s surgical knife

Fierce is the battle yet sweet from on high
When He approaches His imprisoned bride.

Wrestling is touchy
To watch the despair
But one must let Father carry them there
Finishing the work of binding the wounds
Rush not the process ..let Him consume.

One after one a “hush” can be seen
Hands gently lift with music serene
Praise and rejoicing with voice now lift high
The broken contrite spirit He does not despise.

This is what I saw Christ do at Jacob’s Well Ministries in Poplarville, Mississippi. I want to tell you friends Christ is still in the deliverance ministry…and when He