Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
For many the wait is over You must now move your feet For time has come for the Kingdom To move into the streets. Confined you’ve been to buildings Confined too in your hearts Confined by human workings Confined
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I’m tired. The race has been so long and far; Yet, I look up to see Him on the other side of the finish line. A Heavenly host joins Him and it appears to be a huge cheering section beckoning
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
He has watched He has waited He has grieved At hearts deceived. Healing comes on His wings Wholeness knocks at the door Yet, sin must come to the surface Giving it no more room to speak. Honesty is
We do people no favors when we quickly dismiss their pains. For in the outward pouring of it all shall come healing. Healing is a process very often. Do not rush God and His work. For every heart is unique
The enemy whispers a constant cry “You will never win.” My head it lifts with promised seed I give a big ole’ grin. For he did miss my training field Where Christ secured my heart Where weeping watered the
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Within the body of The Christ Is a beautiful and diverse array. No two prophets are just alike Nor are pastors and teachers the exact same. … For inside of each hearts they do bleed And flow with unique, prophetic
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
A pain is deep inside Christ’s heart For He has seen within. And just as Esau’s flesh did wince You’ve sold your birthright to men. You’ve exchanged it for the lesser things For power this earth does hold But
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Maker of the waves Does send a daunting save That speaks of ships of loss Where storms they came to toss. But underneath the sea Is the sound of Destiny That comes to call you nigh To leaves
In secret resides great sin Of priestly wardrobed men Thought hidden from others view But Christ Has spotted truth. Within the inner courts Is worship of gods and more A coming prophetic wind Will remove the veil to sin.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
One of the most dangerous places to live…is in the “ordinary.” It’s right up there with the “natural.” It presupposes God is less than who He is. In order to go with God, you’ll have to live in the
