Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Broken First
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
Mirror Mirror
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
In the Silence of My Hotel..a pondering of the heart
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Sound of Deliverance-a testimony of Christ at Jacob’s Well
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
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
What If..
What if a service never closed While one at the altar prayed What if we could just settle there In case of unseen delays. What if in 5 more minutes Hard hearts had given way And the Spirit of the
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Little Violin
He was in the mood for a sweet delight this morning as I sat with Him…:) Enjoy….He is writing your masterpiece.. There once was a little violin Her strings prepared just so She looked for a place to play The
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Draw The Water
Deep is Thy well of life and love A cistern in thy midst Water living that giveth breath Waiting you to sift Come to Thee unto Thy well Where fountains and springs do flow Gather buckets and bring thy ropes
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Clean The Temple
Jesus was clear that His house shall be called a house of prayer. He was visibly upset at that which was going on in His house. So much so that He overturned the tables. Our meek and humble Savior is
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
To Know God’s Way With You
There is a critical need in the body of Christ today as a whole and as individuals to hear the voice of God. We tend to compartmentalize how He speaks..trying to box Him in when it has not been His
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
In His Grip
In His grip I see His suffering Deep grief as Father weeps An inner shaking of a gentle giant Yet with fury as the King of Kings. Debauchery fills His vision His gaze too pure to see Yet anger of
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