The Outpourings – Page 116 – Shelly Wilson Ministries

A serene mountain landscape with snow-capped peaks and clouds, reflected on the calm surface of a lake under a blue sky—a scene that whispers, "I See You Lord," in every tranquil detail.

The Former Things…

I’m restoring all the former things The ones who “speak”..the ones who “see” Those with lost identity I’m calling forth for these to sing. Ancient paths will soon be clear Calling all My prophet seers. Oh, they still exist today…

A dense bamboo forest with tall, slender bamboo stalks reaching up toward a bright canopy of green leaves. Sunlight filters through the foliage, as if nature itself held hostage in this serene and peaceful atmosphere.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Held Hostage

For a couple days now I continue to hear the words “Held Hostage.” Finally the Lord sent His message to my heart. I can only offer it knowing He is speaking to a soul somewhere. I do know this..if God…

Foggy forest scene with tall pine trees silhouetted against a bright sun partially obscured by mist, creating a dramatic and mysterious atmosphere. Some bare branches in the foreground evoke a quiet reverence—I See You Lord in nature's embrace.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

I See You Lord..

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…

Mist rises from a calm lake with a cluster of trees on the shore, set against a backdrop of rugged, snow-tipped mountains under a partly cloudy sky at dawn or dusk.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Discernment

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…

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Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Are You The Bride of Christ?

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…

A gravel road runs alongside a calm river, where autumn-colored trees cover the hills and their reflection dances in the water under a partly cloudy sky—a serene scene where nations await new journeys.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Nations Await

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

My Safe Abode..

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…

Golden sunlight illuminates a vast sea of fluffy clouds, with the sun partially visible on the right horizon under a clear blue sky—inviting you to Go Look Again and marvel at nature’s beauty.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Go Look Again..

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…

Waves crash onto a black sand beach under a cloudy sky, the sound of surf echoing as mist rises and dramatic rocky sea stacks and cliffs loom in the background.

Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly

Do You Hear the Sound?

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

A Transparent Heart…

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…

Posts Categorized: The Outpourings

The Former Things…

Held Hostage

I See You Lord..

Discernment

Are You The Bride of Christ?

Nations Await

My Safe Abode..

Go Look Again..

Do You Hear the Sound?

A Transparent Heart…

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