encouraging girls of all ages to take their places in the Kingdom
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There comes a moment in history When Christ before us stands When all the past is but a glimpse The judgement now of men. When all is laid before His feet The life lived now to reminisce Perhaps He’ll merely…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I received this poem after hearing of another young girl allured by the wickedness of child sex trafficking. I wondered if this was my own emotion so initially I deleted my first attempt of posting this message. However, I felt…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is something holding you my friend. Often there are bars of a prison that are quite invisible. The enemy at some point bound you in some area. Likely it will be the place of your greatest victory. But the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Boy did this ever stir in my heart as I sat down today to read the Word. I heard the Lord say “come out of the shadows” and I began to ask Him for an example in His Word. David…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I was catching the end of a movie the other day and a phrase captured me. “The eagles are coming…” It seemed I could hear the whisper of the Lord ringing underneath these words. For some time as in the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Essence: ..the intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, especially something abstract, that determines its character. I was praying this morning and felt the dearest visit from the Lord. I even said out loud, “aww Lord it feels like you…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is an incredible tactic of the enemy to push you into a place prematurely. You will be bombarded by feelings of being left out, the thought that Jesus passed you by, and at times you will be drastically misunderstood….
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I spent a few days visiting with hurting people. There is an incredible pressing of the heart when Christ allows you to help even a little in carrying another’s burden. To somehow bring a little sunshine to a rainy day….
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There was a man with a withered hand To which dear Jesus drew nigh. And in the religious synagogue Were the pharisees and the scribes. They watched to see His every move To see if He would heal Upon the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I bear the marks of a Savior Whose path led to Calvary Where He was stripped and scourged for hours And hung there on a tree. With His life in me came a death Of a woman whose now long…
