Alive in Christ
(I wrote this about an hour before our Monday night support group. I wanted to also share it here with you.)
(I wrote this about an hour before our Monday night support group. I wanted to also share it here with you.)
Christ, He is my treasure
Through every kind of weather
I watched a leaf upon a tree As it came and neared to me And suddenly I realized Its beating heart had seen the Christ. I grinned as I did say, “Oh Lord All creation does praise you more
This Jesus of mine, well, we’ve been through a lot. Here are some things He has walked me through. Some things are from my early days, while others are later in my journey. Maybe some of my journeys will encourage you in yours.
I didn’t want to walk “There.” That path was not my choosing. I wouldn’t dare accept it for some years. Then I watched as God brought me heart after heart in need and somehow I had an insight I never
If in your heart a sorrow grows
There is a place to run
Into the arms that love you well
He’s Jesus Christ, The Son.
1 Samuel 30:11–13- Then they found an Egyptian in the field, and brought him to David; and they gave him bread and he ate, and they let him drink water.
THE RIVER “its a rising” Do you hear the water swell? And where the river runs Life will soon live there. It washes well the heart of man It flourishes the vines. The fruit will grow abundantly With nourishment
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I visit a well often. It’s deep and wide. I search for hours, turning to days, for comfort and love. It offers me nothing. For some unknown reason I continue to visit this well where my cries and screams echo