Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Prophet with a Pen
There’s a prophet with a pen
Who God calls with His wind
To nourish hearts in need
Who hide their pain and grief.
You Have Two Choices
If I was afraid any longer of what man thought of me, I wouldn’t be preaching the gospel, today.
No More Repeats
Sometimes it was helping them obey God in ways that were hard for them. Many struggle with people-pleasing, so when God calls one to a certain “letting go” in order to fulfill their mandate from Heaven, it’s not as easy for them as it is for others.
Walking By Faith
As we move in spiritual gifting we must not become enamored with the gifts more than the Giver of the gifts. We don’t seek experience, we seek Christ.
The Sound of the Red Bird
Walking in the warmth of the sun, I can faintly hear a sound getting nearer and nearer. Soon appears a little bird clothed in red. For such a small thing, it sure knows how to get my attention.
True Story
I’m not the one to call for a hospitality event or a delicious meal for the next gathering. I have an Aunt that is the BOMB in this arena, as well as my Mom, but they know if I’m in the room it’s not how God wired me. So, expectations are low…and I’m good with that.
Running into the Fire
We are a people that often misunderstand the ways of the Lord. Not everything within the Kingdom’s rule and reign will be pleasant at times. The gospel is certainly confrontational on every front.
The Wombs of Women
In God’s kindness and Kingdom provision has been declared the wombs of women as birthing places, both in the natural and in the Spirit. Out of the womb of a woman has come every new creature, prepared by Him for a purpose planned by Heaven’s own heart.
When Jesus Doesn’t Fix It
Likely, we all have pains of the heart that are still unsettled. Regardless of faithful prayers, Jesus simply hasn’t fixed a thing.
His or Mine?
We love that what is “His” is also “mine” but I do believe we have entirely misunderstood that what is “mine” is really also “His.”
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