Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
We struggle so with how to handle certain situations. I have come to understand that Christ does desire freedom. We are to love fully while setting healthy boundaries. It is okay to say no and okay to refrain from situations
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I was worshiping this morning before the Lord when a song came on that mentioned “to write upon my heart..” This phrase wouldn’t leave me and I began to ponder and ask the Lord about what that might look like.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Saturday morning after returning from several days of ministry in Louisiana and Mississippi I woke up as I heard these words: The heavens declare the glory of the Lord… I could not remember where this passage was in the Word
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
As I sit in a hotel room on a week of beautiful ministry, my heart turns to my Father…”Lord, I need to not think of what you will do tomorrow night or what even you did last night..but tonight Lord…”this
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I have had the beautiful grace of God to witness my scars bring life to others. I remember the first time I heard Beth Moore share her scars many years ago before she really became well known. Because of her
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I spent countless years waiting for the weekend wasting days that could have been used for the Kingdom of God. It is telling when the Lord says in His word when He comes like a thief many will be going
I wanna be a big tree Lord But I always seem too small. Would you grow inside of me Lord And help me grow up tall. I wanna be like an oak Lord With roots no wind can sway. I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
“The Waiting Spirit” Oh wretched soul of mine That dare not quiet noise Where flesh it wrestles rest Too loud to hear the Lord. An inner struggle raised For solace in the night To empty all the day And silence
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Awakened by gentle droplets I hear My Father’s cry “Come see Thy blessed showers That waken souls so dry. My people need refreshing For death has but crept in Slowly smothering goodness And slowly allowing sin. I’ll send the rain
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
We wink at sin with each sunrise Little regard for holy lives Desiring grace and Heaven’s way Yet refusing to lay each hindering weight. We orate well Thy Word and “love” Yet hold at bay sanctifying tugs If truth be
