Loose the Colt…
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There are some days…
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Love…
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Is There Not A Cause?
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Gate…a story of the heart
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Cinderella
…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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
a heart pondering…
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Pain is a Platform
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Gripped
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
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