A Good Father
It’s a beautiful thing, Lord To sit and think Of your lovely and very kind ways The way you hover over my heart And drive the clouds away. Your whisper is near beckoning clear “My child, I’ll be good
It’s a beautiful thing, Lord To sit and think Of your lovely and very kind ways The way you hover over my heart And drive the clouds away. Your whisper is near beckoning clear “My child, I’ll be good
I awake to the pitter patter of morning rain. The scent seeps through my windowsills as if all of Heaven is stirring. The Lord is calling. The scent is fresh. There is no musty stench as I walk out the
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I see a vast gap between what we know and what we do. It is a marvelous thing to know the scriptures. Yet, it means nothing if we have yet applied them to our lives. If I bear witness
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
In Deborah is the Spirit calling out to me to become a mighty warrior daughter. A daughter who innately cares for the sheep and is known as a Mother to many without a Father. While she tenderly listens to each
I was sitting in a revival this past week when the Lord began to speak regarding Psalm 1. The preacher spoke of the tree by the river. When I returned home I began to sit with the Lord and this
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I was late getting into my quiet place this morning. Yet, as I closed my bedroom door, came a picture of a beautiful waterfall. I began to sing to the Lord of His beauty and the gathered rain that I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When I close my eyes, I can hear the beautiful music of a melodic waterfall. It’s as if a thousand varying notes are played all at once, yet, a recognizable tune as each drop converges into a sweet pouring until
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 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.