The Woman’s Plight
This is one of those posts where I wish I were sitting across from you, so you could see the tears in my eyes as I share… but this will have to do I want to speak to professing women of God in Christ Jesus.
This is one of those posts where I wish I were sitting across from you, so you could see the tears in my eyes as I share… but this will have to do I want to speak to professing women of God in Christ Jesus.
You and I have the privilege and power to change a life. One single word of encouragement to a heart that has never had it has the absolute potential to catapult a heart into his, or her, purpose with Christ.
This is the hour when there can be no retreat from pushing back the darkness. You’ll get tired and weary, but the enemy will not.
I went to physical therapy today a bit bummed. I’ve had a lot of pain the past two days, and I just didn’t want to go through it all today.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
We sacrifice time for work to make a better life for our children. We sacrifice weekends and weeknights for overtime for extra cash and savings.
We like to believe every heart shall receive the same measure of Christ in exactly the same way. ‘Tis not true.
It is the plight of a Christ-follower to grab the hand of the suffering. Whether orphaned, imprisoned, grieving, or yet battling sin.
There have been times over my years when I’ve been grossly misunderstood. The way God has called me to reach people is at times very different than others.
My first piece of advice for anyone with a writing gift is to stay true to who Christ has designed you to be. You can learn and be inspired by others, but your “style” will be unique to how you were intricately created.
Inside you is something precious. Whether you believe in The LORD, or not, He formed you in the womb, and He knows exactly what is in you.