encouraging girls of all ages to take their places in the Kingdom
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The enemy whispers a constant cry “You will never win.” My head it lifts with promised seed I give a big ole’ grin. For he did miss my training field Where Christ secured my heart Where weeping watered the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Within the body of The Christ Is a beautiful and diverse array. No two prophets are just alike Nor are pastors and teachers the exact same. … For inside of each hearts they do bleed And flow with unique, prophetic…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
A pain is deep inside Christ’s heart For He has seen within. And just as Esau’s flesh did wince You’ve sold your birthright to men. You’ve exchanged it for the lesser things For power this earth does hold But…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Maker of the waves Does send a daunting save That speaks of ships of loss Where storms they came to toss. But underneath the sea Is the sound of Destiny That comes to call you nigh To leaves…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
In secret resides great sin Of priestly wardrobed men Thought hidden from others view But Christ Has spotted truth. Within the inner courts Is worship of gods and more A coming prophetic wind Will remove the veil to sin….
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
One of the most dangerous places to live…is in the “ordinary.” It’s right up there with the “natural.” It presupposes God is less than who He is. In order to go with God, you’ll have to live in the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
THE RIVER “its a rising” Do you hear the water swell? And where the river runs Life will soon live there. It washes well the heart of man It flourishes the vines. The fruit will grow abundantly With nourishment…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I passed by a grave today I bowed my head to pray “I sure hope they knew Your love Before their life was done.” I don’t expect a big ole’ plot I’d prefer they place a cross I pray…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I’ve found with Christ I must cling tight The billows they ebb and flow And often pain will sear like rain From many changing roads. You’ll have to release your own grief And sometimes you’ll walk alone So, trust…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
For a few days there has been a stirring of worship in me. My heart began to long for worship. To sing worship. It has been a tangible feeling of the Lord. As I talked with Him about it on…
