The Outpourings – Page 101 – Shelly Wilson Ministries

A soldier in camouflage uniform stands on a military structure, looking toward a dense cloud of dust—his stance resolute, as if silently asking, "Is There Not A Cause?" amidst the swirling, obscuring particles.

Is There Not A Cause?

Is there not a cause to fight Is there not a cause to love Is there not a cause to grieve The lost and lonely Christ speaks of… Is there not a cause to dance Is there not a cause…

Sunlight streams across a vast expanse of fluffy clouds as seen from above, creating a serene and golden sky—like The Gate to a peaceful realm, where every ray tells a story of the heart in soft light and gentle cloud textures.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Please give me grace this am and think not too critical of my writing today:) It’s just a little story of my heart. I am sure much theologically could be inaccurate..likely this story would be filed under “fiction” in the…

A bride with curled hair and a jeweled headband looks down, her face partially visible, in soft natural light. The background is blurred, showing outdoor foliage and pavement.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Cinderella

…and with this I fall head over heels again……………………..:) A sweet message for the women at church today that God is a restorer of the little girls who are now big girls. Keep dreaming with Him and rejoice in Him….enjoy…

A large wooden cross stands atop a snow-covered hill at sunrise or sunset, inviting heart pondering as mountains loom in the background and dramatic clouds fill the sky.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

a heart pondering…

I sat in a meeting and looked around the room….I often ponder subtle things as God shows me His heart…. and inside I smiled. Whoever expected a ministry meeting to include 2 of the staff holding little babes recently born…

A green plant in focus thrives amid rain, with droplets falling around it, symbolizing growth against a blurred backdrop of wooden fences and thatched-roof structures.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Nothin grows without a little rain…

Close-up of delicate, pale green and white flowers with pointed petals and clustered centers, set against a soft, neutral background—evoking the gentle relief offered by thoughtful pain management solutions.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Pain is a Platform

As I share the lessons from valley seasons, I see the nods and the tears swell. In my heart comes a whisper..”here is the fruit.” I am caught at the lunch break unable to even sit down to eat as…

Close-up of raindrops splashing and creating ripples on the surface of a body of water, with droplets visible in mid-air and a blurred background.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Gripped

In a moment of sudden pressure His presence falls as rain And suddenly rendered silent I’m gripped as I whisper His name. For He’s come to reveal His heart now With direction and clarity clear And soon I find myself…

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Love Grows Cold

It starts in loving less our friends Even hiding little heart sins It moves to where compassion wanes Now we see love begins to fade. From passion and zeal for our fellow man To distance that grows with each demand…

Ocean waves cascade into a rocky, circular sinkhole at the shoreline under a dramatic, cloudy sunset sky. The scene captures the dynamic motion of water against rugged rocks.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Treasures

There’s pearls and diamonds And royal gems Strings of beads And beaded trims Lace that’s lots And lots of lace Rubies and emeralds And amethysts made. There’s crowns that dazzle And scepters that shine Shiny fabrics with embroidered twine There’s…

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Quiet Strength

There’s a beautiful peace in knowing Christ sees your heart and circumstances and He has tenderly reassured you of His presence and path for you. When fervent prayer has preceded answers…an inner peace causes you to be immovable regardless of…

Posts Categorized: The Outpourings

Is There Not A Cause?

The Gate…a story of the heart

Cinderella

a heart pondering…

Nothin grows without a little rain…

Pain is a Platform

Gripped

Love Grows Cold

Treasures

Quiet Strength

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