The Birthing
There has been a wait in the live’s of many of Gods people. For some the Wait has been years of agonizing praying. Great travail has been taught during this season and nothing will be wasted. Every hill and valley
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
What Might Have Been
There comes a moment in history When Christ before us stands When all the past is but a glimpse The judgement now of men. When all is laid before His feet The life lived now to reminisce Perhaps He’ll merely
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
While We Sit in the Pews
I received this poem after hearing of another young girl allured by the wickedness of child sex trafficking. I wondered if this was my own emotion so initially I deleted my first attempt of posting this message. However, I felt
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
What is Holding You?
There is something holding you my friend. Often there are bars of a prison that are quite invisible. The enemy at some point bound you in some area. Likely it will be the place of your greatest victory. But the
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Come Out of the Shadows
Boy did this ever stir in my heart as I sat down today to read the Word. I heard the Lord say “come out of the shadows” and I began to ask Him for an example in His Word. David
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The Eagles Are Coming
I was catching the end of a movie the other day and a phrase captured me. “The eagles are coming…” It seemed I could hear the whisper of the Lord ringing underneath these words. For some time as in the
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
His Essence
Essence: ..the intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, especially something abstract, that determines its character. I was praying this morning and felt the dearest visit from the Lord. I even said out loud, “aww Lord it feels like you
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Wait
There is an incredible tactic of the enemy to push you into a place prematurely. You will be bombarded by feelings of being left out, the thought that Jesus passed you by, and at times you will be drastically misunderstood.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Love That Pours
I spent a few days visiting with hurting people. There is an incredible pressing of the heart when Christ allows you to help even a little in carrying another’s burden. To somehow bring a little sunshine to a rainy day.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Withered Hand
There was a man with a withered hand To which dear Jesus drew nigh. And in the religious synagogue Were the pharisees and the scribes. They watched to see His every move To see if He would heal Upon the
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