Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Prophet with a Pen
There’s a prophet with a pen
Who God calls with His wind
To nourish hearts in need
Who hide their pain and grief.
My Job
My job has been to fight for the oppressed
No matter what the cause, I’m called to address.
The Seed
I know it feels you can’t go on
But Jesus says, “You will.”
Just run into His righteous arms
To rest and just be still.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Will You Go?
If a hurting soul is bedridden
Can Jesus send you there?
For in the hospital you might go
To be a light to share.
Perhaps
Perhaps I have not yet surrendered As much as I had thought. So that the quietness of heart Can hear the Master’s call. Perhaps my love is not as deep As it needs to be. Still unable to die
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Lame
There’s a thousand wonders
Traveling my mind
Thinking of hearts
Needing someone who’s kind.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Journey With Jesus
There will be times when you want to stay, but God says, “Go.”
When you’d like to stand down from your God-given post.
The Side of Suffering
After a dream, I had last night and ongoing tender experiences in ministry, I want to urge the body of Christ to remain on the side of the suffering.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Single Dandelion
I saw a single dandelion
Sprouting from the ground.
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