The Little Duckling
Born uniquely made, she couldn’t find a place to “fit in.” She spent countless hours trying “this” and trying “that” but still; she couldn’t manage to squeeze into any circles.
Born uniquely made, she couldn’t find a place to “fit in.” She spent countless hours trying “this” and trying “that” but still; she couldn’t manage to squeeze into any circles.
There is a push to pain of sorts
Unlike the thoughts of man
Doors of new beginnings grace
Where valleys of trouble land.
I was driving to work this morning when I heard a word from a sermon that captured my heart.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When I must fight for child-like faith
When this ole’ world is full of hate
When I am hit with Satan’s blow
When I have seen where mean-ness grows.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Never underestimate the power in a pause. These moments often leave us feeling forgotten by God. Some loss comes our way on the heels of victory and we feel our road has been blurred.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Lord had a season with me where He spoke to me very much through creation. He still does but in this season I went and delivered a message at a women’s addiction recovery home with an arsenal of poems all about birds.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I must believe that there is a nugget buried for me to find in His heart in such a season. He seems to believe it is a necessary step in my faith walk with Him.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly