There is very little actually regarding the Jezebel spirit in the scriptures. I have often heard this referred to primarily in caution to women who are seductresses. However, this is a very narrow view of a greater concern regarding a
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Personally, I have found this little poem to be so true….and nothing has ever been so fruitful as a painful season. I would never have thought in the beginning with Jesus that pain could teach so much. Yet, it does.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The heart of The Judge is sure to move on behalf of His intended Word. This morning is such a quickening in my heart that we have overlooked the pressing matters He holds dear. We are now minoring on the
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
To every man and woman of God there is a season of trial whereby God allows you to enter into a precipice of painful waves and torrential rain storms. For each of us the place of trying will be
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There are so many ways the enemy subtly distorts our view of Christ. He can begin to alter your mind and heart and have you operating out of a place of fear that He is no longer a good Shepherd,
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Sitting at my computer, I heard the first few words of this poem start in my heart. I can’t say this is how I feel because there is nothing I would change about the Lord’s way with me. He simply
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Dare not charge God as fraud to men When sought Him not before we went. Tis’ not His job to bless our works But tis’ our job to ask Him first. When all does fail and blame we God
There’s a prayer that carries Power and weight Yet uttered is not a word. It’s the anguished pain That falls from one’s eyes The prayer of the voiceless heard. It’s a prayer that moves mountains And touches God’s
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
For some days, I noticed the constant references to ‘stones” in the scriptures. In the back of my mind was a gentle whisper,yet, I did not know what to do with it, However, my daily reading built a log of
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is a King To whom I’m betrothed I bear His royal blood. There is a Father To whom I adore Who created me with love. There is One only To whom I work An employer He is
