Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Many are broken…and Christ has His eye on them each. None are without His attention. Sometimes it’s hard to see where He is taking us..and other times His footsteps begin to be more clear..I pray that I never take lightly
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Discernment it comes in many a form From restlessness to sorrow to heart cries that warn Often mistaken for something it’s not A deep inner shaking ..a revelation from God. Be careful not to ignore the pain and the scorn
This morning my son, Brady, and I were driving to school. I heard the Lord begin a poem and asked Brady to grab my phone and start typing…little does he know his significance in these moments. Faithfully, he went to
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The road to forgiveness Is paved with stones Some smooth rocks Yet some rip robes. Behind in a glance Comes running the past Pain that has seared And branded as glass. One must endure Such memories of heart Floods they
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is never a time of weariness from His sweetness. Every song, every poem..each time is as if it’s the first time. Each time is a new way of seeing Him. His face becomes more visible..His nature more sweet..His presence
This was really stirred by a sermon our pastor gave this Sunday. It was regarding Elijah praying and waiting on the rain.. I saw where I had written also in my Bible from a previous reading of this passage that
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Do you hear the sound Of the mighty rushing wind.. The shofar blazing loud Calling sons of men. Daughters shall arise To boldly prophesy Speaking Father’s heart Whispered in the night. Alas, do not delay For I have sent first
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Father uses that which is foolish to confound the wise. Moments where He desires not big words, intelligent maneuvers…just transparency. Child like discussion that takes us back to Him as Father. What a vulnerable place at times to put your
Thy Spirit such delightful treasure So tender yet full of awesome power Awakening me to Thy precious nearness Hovering over me in wee hours. Such majestic and holy beauty Swells inside such a earthen frame At times it’s as if
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I apparently have an intense habit of squinting. I rarely wear sunglasses so this little habit has caused some wrinkles, lines, deep crevices..lol But you know I started thinking about that. It’s not always sun related. I am sort of
