Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Seek First His kingdom and righteousness And destiny will be added unto you. Seek First His kingdom and righteousness And provision will be added unto you. Seek First His kingdom and righteousness And healing will be added unto you. Seek
Cleanse me Lord of all iniquities That I may hear You well. Cleanse me Lord of self righteous unrighteousness Where pride in me does swell. Cleanse me Lord of every transgression That I may with You dwell. Cleanse me
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I see in my minds eye an interesting scene The flying of a flag A bunker where my soul does rest My sweat does soak thick rags. My fighting it seems I thought so well Yet now I see in
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
A moment comes to call it quits When Satan deploys his hoards. When all seems lost as voices ring Just “hang it up” of course. When weariness does seep down deep And bones and muscles ache. You’ll have to fight
This poem the Lord stirred after sitting with a precious one seeking answers about Jesus and His ways. It came rather quickly of this one’s “experience with the church.” She found little love in the body of Christ as a
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I had the privilege of sitting with a few broken hearts this past week. Each time I felt complete inadequacy to help them so I would whisper, “Lord, help me help them..” There were moments when my knowledge would want
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I have witnessed such harshness on social media lately. Brethren turning on other brethren, questioning every word they say, etc. I am one for truth no doubt; however, I also know where I came from and how easily we can
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I spent the day being reminded of my first calling…”seek first His Kingdom and righteousness….then ALL will be added…” I have been looking for a door….The Door. The Lord kept nudging me about a door. It may seem odd but
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is a paramount need That Christ does surely see A many without a home Who suffer life alone. But centuries long ago Deborah, a mother, arose To tend the needy hearts Of Israels little flock. Where now are Mothers
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When lost in His presence there’s a sound. It arises from one’s heart in deep resound. When tears drop a melodic crystal that crown Then His heart inside of you begins to pound. It’s a beckoning of a princess to
