Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Should every door begin to close Except the door to Heaven/s throne Into His heart I will abide Nothing compares to knowing Christ. If darkened days do fill my years And bring me still more waves of tears I’ll
There’s a precious place for you to operate in all Christ has called you to be. Beware of going with those who follow worldly little gods.
Listen, little sister. You’re gonna have to learn to swim upstream, here. Just because the world says it’s ok doesn’t mean God has.
You can often tell a God calling by a sheer, and unexpected, surprise. At some point, the gift begins to stir, and it shows itself. You may not be the first to even recognize it, but others will.
There once was a grasshopper pining away
Wondering when God would save the day
When pain and grief rolled in like waves
“When would it surely all go away?”
While we were in worship practice, I began to see a balancing scale. It was tipped heavier on one side. The Lord began to show me He was about to balance the scales of justice.
It must have been a sad state of affairs for Samuel to see his sons not walking in the ways of the Lord. The scriptures say, “They turned aside after dishonest gain, took bribes, and perverted justice.” (1 Samuel 8:3)
There was a road called “Lost”
Which I traveled at great cost
With crooked streets and no road signs
When all seemed to be left behind.
Your pain is embedded so deep that your cries to the Lord can’t even be heard by onlookers. Your voice has been stifled and the anguish has kept you silent to the outside world.
There is tension in the atmosphere as you step into that new thing. The war can be felt, and often it feels as if your body has been beaten after a grand victory. The pushback of Hell as you move into the new territory is tangible, and the devil is hoping it will be too much for you to stay the course.
