Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Flip a coin and you will see Deception of spirit Kundalini And flip again to the other side Where spirits loose legal minds. Magic is now good and fair Satan laughs this little snare Drawn we are to mystic mares
I’m restoring all the former things The ones who “speak”..the ones who “see” Those with lost identity I’m calling forth for these to sing. Ancient paths will soon be clear Calling all My prophet seers. Oh, they still exist today
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
For a couple days now I continue to hear the words “Held Hostage.” Finally the Lord sent His message to my heart. I can only offer it knowing He is speaking to a soul somewhere. I do know this..if God
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Many are broken…and Christ has His eye on them each. None are without His attention. Sometimes it’s hard to see where He is taking us..and other times His footsteps begin to be more clear..I pray that I never take lightly
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Discernment it comes in many a form From restlessness to sorrow to heart cries that warn Often mistaken for something it’s not A deep inner shaking ..a revelation from God. Be careful not to ignore the pain and the scorn
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
This morning my son, Brady, and I were driving to school. I heard the Lord begin a poem and asked Brady to grab my phone and start typing…little does he know his significance in these moments. Faithfully, he went to
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The road to forgiveness Is paved with stones Some smooth rocks Yet some rip robes. Behind in a glance Comes running the past Pain that has seared And branded as glass. One must endure Such memories of heart Floods they
There is never a time of weariness from His sweetness. Every song, every poem..each time is as if it’s the first time. Each time is a new way of seeing Him. His face becomes more visible..His nature more sweet..His presence
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
This was really stirred by a sermon our pastor gave this Sunday. It was regarding Elijah praying and waiting on the rain.. I saw where I had written also in my Bible from a previous reading of this passage that
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Do you hear the sound Of the mighty rushing wind.. The shofar blazing loud Calling sons of men. Daughters shall arise To boldly prophesy Speaking Father’s heart Whispered in the night. Alas, do not delay For I have sent first
