encouraging girls of all ages to take their places in the Kingdom
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
OBSCURE: shrouded in or hidden by darkness standing obscure in the deepest shade not clearly seen or easily distinguished : faint When God gives a vision one must be so careful to keep it well protected. This pine tree…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is still a depravity in my own soul. A wickedness unto the Lord. A place to which Christ puts His finger. It is not “they” but “we” and it is not “You” but “me.” At the highest…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The little starling fell hard amidst the storm and she must have been there for some time before I saw her lying almost lifeless. I gently placed her in my hands and held her close to my chest. Perhaps…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I wait upon the shore until the sea pushed forward the waves and I walk towards the swell. With each step my feet got more soaked and I could not resist the inner yearning. I hear the call of…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Pride keeps us, when God has released us. It has a unique way of holding us in a position that offers esteem when Christ is calling us to that which is still unseen. Pride, coupled with fear, will often cause…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
One thing I do… I shall not look back Press on… One thing I do… I keep my hand to the plow Pressing on still further… One thing I do… Leaving behind successes and failures Pressing onward… …
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
As I walked today, I noticed the vines of blackberries beginning to bear fruit. “It’s been many seasons like this Lord that we have spent in this place together.” I slowly sat under the usual shade tree to pen my…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When Christ takes you deeper into His heart He will begin to show you the hidden sin unseen in the dark recesses of your own heart. Most often it’s sin we have not realized is present. Often we rest…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The name of the Lord is a strong tower; The righteous run to it and are safe. Proverbs 18:10 There’s a place I go when turmoil toils A place of safety and rest Where Christ does come and calm…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is a place beside the brook where Christ calls one’s heart. It will be a struggle to resist the enemy’s busy attempts to hold you from rest. Yet resist him you must. As Christ grabs your hand and you…
