Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
A Girl Just Like Me
A bit under the weather I had been taking it easy when the Lord decided to begin writing. I will post other poems I received this am but this one delighted me so…I had to post it first:) As I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Flesh vs. Spirit
I wonder if it might be surprising when Christ reveals to us what was done in flesh versus “by My Spirit.” I am afraid the flesh has become so normal that we would not notice the Spirit missing. Much of
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When The Page Turns
When the page turns and the chapter’s closed When the bud blooms and the flower’s a rose. When seasons change and the hillside is new When the Lord says, “it’s time you shall move.” When the scenery is unfamiliar shades
Fight Anyways
You might have to fight tired But fight anyways. You might fight sick and a coward But fight anyways. Sometimes you’ll fight alone Keep fighting anyways. At times it’s close to home Yet fight anyways. Sometimes you’ll fight in pain
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Color Red
A magnificent painter once known For a hue of red he bestowed No other could mimic it’s array It’s beauty or vibrant shade. But Christ looked upon him each day Knowing the exact recipe made For the ingredients were stirred
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Set Thy Face
What does one do when Christ calls When assignments seem tall as a wall One sets his face then to seek As Nehemiah and Ezekiel indeed. For face down you must now go Leaving the world and it’s clothes Removing
The Little Piano Key
There once was a little piano key Of beautiful ivory coloring Her sound was perfectly tuned Yet she was still sad and very blue. She played her note so exquisitely Yet found herself bored just listening She wondered why her
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When the Fire Falls
There’s power reserved for us all It descends when Christ makes the call A bathing from head to thy feet Such beauty is endowed by Thee. Dismissed as once long ago When Pentecost flooded each soul Today it’s rarely spoken
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When He Cups His Hands
Sweet child come near my feet For you are weary and fatigued I’ve waited for your sweet return I’ve watched you as every tear burned. I’ve seen thy turmoil and stress Wondering will there be a rest A long season
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When There’s A Word Over Your Life…
What happens when the purpose of God Has covered you with a word. A word of eternal plan only God can allow deterred. When A Word covers your life A javelin can be hurled But missed is but the mark
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