When Wounds Speak
Eventually, Christ will come to deal with the wound because it can take us into sinful patterns that dishonor Him, and others. His heart desire is for us to be fully healed.
Pain is a Platform
As I share the lessons from valley seasons, I see the nods and the tears swell. In my heart comes a whisper..”here is the fruit.” I am caught at the lunch break unable to even sit down to eat as
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Parables..
And the disciples came and said to Him, “Why do You speak to them in parables?” Jesus answered them, “To you it has been granted to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Don’t Rush Me
My favorite place to worship is at the altar…The Lord tends to beckon me there should one be available. Of course, we can create an altar anywhere and I have by faith done so in my closet, in the midst
Love…
Love is an unexpected gift Of time with a long lost friend Love is softened stains As one wipes the tears and tends. Love is a gentle squeeze When your strength is all but gone Love it perseveres To ensure
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Color of Sadness
I often see sadness in the eyes of a person. There is a visible sign of sorrow. Maybe it is only recognizable to those who know intimately …sorrow or sadness. If you have never been in a well of sorrow,
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Gift
Psalm 84:5-7 Blessed is the man whose strength is in you, Whose heart is set on pilgrimage (mission). As they pass thru (cross over) the valley of Baca (weeping), They make it a spring (fountain or well). The RAIN also
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Border
There comes a time when we are at “a border”..the border of something new on the horizon with Christ. The border of that which He has been preparing us for all our lives! There are always new borders..new lands..new battles…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Mirage
I was doing the mundane housework when I heard the Lord say “Mirage.” Not really a word I come across often. Since I did not feel it was a personal word of any type I had to sit with it
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