Broken
What beauty arises upon our breaking. Whether the breaking is of mind, heart, body, or will. What treasures lie under the bruising soon to come forth. When the Father weighs down from heaven His hand to mold us, we cry
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Lessen Thy Grip
In order to move with Christ He will finish a work. The work may be something you do not desire moving away from. It may be a place of comfort and longing even. A place you always hoped and dreamed
From Heaven’s Stage
Whatever life brings you, whatever trial plagues you. The Lord never loses sight of us..for His Word says He counsels us with His eye upon us. What a beautiful truth to remember. When the tears flow..He sees. When the joy
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Endure..
It seems writing has been non-stop lately. A spark, a thought, a sorrow..and then He speaks. Sometimes we miss His intimacy with us. For me writing is a form of intimacy with my Jesus. Sometimes I am writing in response
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
From Death to Abundance…
Isn’t it so that we dread death of all kinds? Physical death is only one measure of a death of sorts. For we all experience the death of dreams, friendships as we know them, seasons of life and ministry…and even
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Gentle Breeze
In my secret place I walk…and walk. Somedays its a short walk and some days I linger with the Lord. Lately…I have lingered much. Asking many “why” questions and praying for answers that do not come. Ever been there? For
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is a Cost
Never has God given me a message entirely in poem form. A message that would need to be delivered soon. Very soon. I am concerned many fall away simply because they did not count the cost of following Christ. The
Unseen Roads
There are detours that occur that leave us dazed and bewildered at times. Things we anticipated yet never happened. Places we thought we would be yet are not. Many that we can not explain and the Lord has said to
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
They Never Come
I am reading a book called The Wild Goose Chase. In essence it’s discussing the various cages we find ourselves in..mostly without realizing it. It also gives example after example of allowing our lives, big things and small things, to
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Soar
I had learned not long ago the way a mama eagle prepared her babies for flight was to make their nest very uncomfortable and painful. Not until then would they leave the comfort and familiar. Once again the Father makes
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