The Color of Sadness
I often see sadness in the eyes of a person. There is a visible sign of sorrow. Maybe it is only recognizable to those who know intimately …sorrow or sadness. If you have never been in a well of sorrow,
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Christ Walking…
Can I ask what stirs thy heart And causes passion to rise Can I ask you to be honest Do you see with Father’s eyes? For apathy and complacency Has rested in the Church The Church who once was vibrant
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
If Christ were like the Church…
Lord..forgive me for the delay. It is time and today…I have chosen whom I will serve. Bring yourself glory and reveal that which your Holy Spirit revealed to me on my own personal island of Patmos. For I have seen
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
In the Breaking…
It was in the breaking of the bread That the disciples saw The Christ Until that moment came A veil covered their eyes. It was in the sorrowed heart Of Hannah as she prayed Unable to utter words An answer
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
My “Too Much”
When I ponder all your ways I WORSHIP you and say With “little girl-like” ways You really are “My Too Much.” From songs to poetry To prophetic worshiping Where your heart stirs inside of me Yes…you’re “My Too Much.” When
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Gift
Psalm 84:5-7 Blessed is the man whose strength is in you, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage (mission). As they pass thru (cross over) the valley of Baca (weeping), They make it a spring (fountain or well). The RAIN also
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Resistance
A resistance can not always be seen, yet felt The subtle undercurrent causes discernment to swell The little innuendo’s that sadden His face Grieve His Spirit and taint His Name. There’s Power, oh yes, in His very Word For from
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Border
There comes a time when we are at “a border”..the border of something new on the horizon with Christ. The border of that which He has been preparing us for all our lives! There are always new borders..new lands..new battles…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Messengers
Many do go Yet few are sent The Word of the Lord Not sent with them Messengers embraced With fleshly intent Jezebels flock Mere prophets of men Intellect strong And words that will grab Trained in our schools Professionally wrapped
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Wherever…
Wherever you choose to use me Feel free to move me there Wherever it is not, Lord, Please do remove my stare. Wherever my land is appointed And the inheritance held for me Wherever my joys and my sorrows Can
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