Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Tinkering with Sin
There is a point where Christ indeed may turn us over to our sin. He is such a merciful God, yet He sees to the heart and whether we truly desire freedom from sin. Many times there is more thought
His Mercies..
Despite my many failures to love as He loves, obey as I should, and to walk in the faith I desire…He shows mercy. Mercy I do not deserve, yet He freely gives. What might happen should we become a people
When Anger Rises
Such agony can be seen in the eyes of another. Sadness, grief, but also anger and bitterness. Honestly, eventually it can be seen manifesting itself in illness as well as the emptiness of the eyes. Ever looked into the eyes
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Gentleness
Such power lies in our words. The power to lift up and the power to tear down. Christ seems to have such gentleness in the most astounding times doesn’t He? Even when calling for repentance His words often offer such
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Royal Diadems…
Royal Diadems When left alone there’s time to think Of that which Christ does bring Comfort, love, joy, and peace Such a multitude of things. Arrayed as royal diadems He handles us with care Clothing us in royal robes His
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
O Little Lamb
I find that the brokenhearted somehow feel a need to hide. Maybe the world thinks one broken has a time limit for mending? Yet Christ has clearly shown my own heart the uniqueness of grief. It is quite relative in
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
A Noble Treasure..
There are times when you will feel like giving up..folding your tent..and heading home. Fight this urge on your knees..for in this place His power rushes in to tend your need. The darkness you encounter, the inadequacies, the taunting from
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When God Says Go..
It is as much danger to stay as it is to go. For when God speaks…we must obey. That which is not Faith..is sin according to Romans. We find much more peace in waiting at times wondering what the harm..yet
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Little Flower
There is never a time that the Lord gives me a little blessing that I am not head over heels once again. I was admiring this sweet little yellow flower. It was actually hard to see. Honestly, it seemed so
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Downpour
He has always loved to share things about rain with me. I fell in love with rain when I wrote It Smells Like Rain with Him some years ago for the last album. But it seems the pondering doesn’t leave.
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