Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Unwrap The Gift
it is not a vain thing to desire to be used in your divine calling. It is the will of the Father that you do…actually the scriptures say “desire earnestly..” for it is how He designed you to bring Him…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Horse
The horse he is ready Yet his gallop’s restrained His shoes dig the dirt With a warring proclaim. Unbearable delays The shoot closes in Eyes fixed on the gate Oh!!!….to run with the wind!!! The bridle it is snug The…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Dandelions Again….
There’s a sign of great significance Which Christ has made so dear It signals coming wind’s soon That lift you high and clear. It’s the breath of God preparing To blow a dainty weed Again here comes the dandelion He’s…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When the Wind Blows
When the wind blows The heart is stirred Restless and anxious A divine coming surge. When the wind blows The air becomes crisp Quickens the heart There’s coming a drift. When the wind blows The Father He speaks Hearts on…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Yield
It’s the moment you notice a thing In the quickness of a glance Almost like a slow motion It’s Holy Spirit showing a man. It’s mostly no grand production Just a knowing that’s often dismissed But what you do with…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Reach Back
Remember where thou hast been In despair blown by strong winds And when the storm does clear Reach back for others, dear. When journeying onward still Be mindful all around Keep eyes and hearts so keen Reach back for others…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Arrested
I remember vividly the Holy Spirit lovingly convicting me of an unknown sin. Honestly, it was something I thought clearly right at the time. Yet the Lord began to show me the deep damage I had caused. It seemed very…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Throw a Rope
Oh if we could see the imprisoned hearts around us… there are days where weariness withholds my own vision. It’s not that Christ isn’t trying to show them to me…it’s merely that I refuse to see. I may be overwhelmed…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Don’t Rush Me
My favorite place to worship is at the altar…The Lord tends to beckon me there should one be available. Of course, we can create an altar anywhere and I have by faith done so in my closet, in the midst…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Love…
Love is an unexpected gift Of time with a long lost friend Love is softened stains As one wipes the tears and tends. Love is a gentle squeeze When your strength is all but gone Love it perseveres To ensure…
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