Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
My King
I find that the loveliness of Jesus is never-ending. He knows when this little girl is in need of her Father and when she needs simply to be nudged firmly forward by His mighty roar. I see Him as I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
God Sees
There will be times when you are misunderstood. But God sees. He sees to the heart of a matter and will tenderly stroke your hair with understanding. At times, your actions will be misconstrued and you might find yourself as
You Must Fight
I went to sleep last night awakened by the Lord writing something on my heart. There was a season-a long one- where I came into agreement with the enemy. I believed that it was “Gods will” for me to
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Gifts of God
Let us not think that our gifts, once given over to the world, will be honored by God. Success can easily be a facade of the enemy. If God has gifted you in writing, music, photography, production, or anything
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Grief in the Transition
Have you ever grieved past seasons of life? I found myself this week reminiscing much. It’s not that I don’t love where Christ has me today. But I do remember vividly the times He called me onward. This always
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Harvesting Call
There is a seed planted deep Covered by the darkest of soil Hidden from view equipped as a tool The handmaidens of the Lord. With a nurturing spirit given by Christ To tend the hearts in need The mothering
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Tale of All Tales
I have found the one my soul loveth. Still-He captures my heart. He takes my breath away as His wind blows and I inhale deeply as He passes by. Sometimes He twirls me around and around to make
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Exchanged Life
It is astounding to have Christ use you as a vessel. As His joy swells in you, a fountain flows. I have had the beautiful bewilderment of Him ordering my steps when I wasn’t even looking, building my faith
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Rain
The church needs rain. But you can only take people as far as you have been. Perhaps this is why so many people are dry and thirsty. No real life is blooming. Many are frustrated because they see
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Death is Near
A death is coming to the hidden place Where sin has found a home Where in the rule are principalities Cloaked with bewitching moans. Where rebellion of the heart of Christ Is rooted now as a “craft” Likened to
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