Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Masters at Patchwork
Within every man and woman is a space of heart. It’s the precious hole waiting to be filled by its owner. An unseen yearning and voice occupies the endless cavern reaching up to Heaven, its homeland. The world
The Subtle Snake
There is the slithering of a subtle snake that has not only entered into our tents but he has whispered lies into the hearts of many. Subtle means it’s so delicate that it has gone unnoticed. It’s clever and
The Surrendering of Seasons
I have felt the heartbreak of leaving a place I loved. I have felt the heart being torn into as God calls you onward. I have spent much of my walk with Jesus learning to leave. Often, I
The Oil
There’s a miraculous love of Jesus I can see when the tears do fall It’s as if He’s hugging hurting hearts To tend the pain in them all. Sometimes it’s overwhelming When I glance around the room For I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Holy Spirit as Teacher
It is a dangerous thing to sit under teaching whereby the teacher no longer allows for open dialogue regarding the scriptures. One led by the Spirit will allow the Spirit to gently lead you into revelation of His heart and
The Year of Wonders
As we embark upon a brand new year, the Lord has encouraged me to encourage you. And perhaps challenge you as well. Many have been waiting promises for a long time. As I drove home from visiting my daughter this
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Give Me A Drink
Oh Lord I need a drink Of your refreshing water The world and all it’s noise Has worn my heart so often. Please pour my cup so full That it is overflowing O’ give me ,Lord, a drink Of
For My Little Sisters
Be careful little sister of the enemy Who comes to destroy your path If you should choose a shining stage He’ll come rewrite your map. Don’t run to fame like a long lost friend Your heart it will be
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Let Truth Rise
Buried under heaps of lies Is truth that starts to shake A volcanic mound of ash begins While Truth summons a quake. The enemy’s tactics have held us down Deceived we are in mind With theology of man-made homesOrder Your Magazine
