encouraging girls of all ages to take their places in the Kingdom
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is a season of stripping that Joseph must endure. From the prophetic dreams of the Lord’s heart comes a wilderness season of training. It is the only way to prophetic fulfillment. Joy resides with a dream Of future…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Remember….. When once thine eyes were full Of faith and great delight When love deep in your heart Brought others to The Christ. When faith it filled your lungs And joy was fresh and full Think of those dear…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Awaken O Sleeper Thy Father bids It’s time for you to rise. I’m sending rain For many who thirst In need of heavenly sunshine. Do stretch thy leaves That they may link Others now side by side. …
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Gold is found in many gems That often steals the heart of men For it is found a precious thing Yet gold is good and bad it seems. See gold was found in temple courts Intertwined with extravagant cords…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There comes a moment in history When Christ before us stands When all the past is but a glimpse The judgement now of men. When all is laid before His feet The life lived now to reminisce Perhaps He’ll merely…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I received this poem after hearing of another young girl allured by the wickedness of child sex trafficking. I wondered if this was my own emotion so initially I deleted my first attempt of posting this message. However, I felt…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There is an incredible tactic of the enemy to push you into a place prematurely. You will be bombarded by feelings of being left out, the thought that Jesus passed you by, and at times you will be drastically misunderstood….
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….
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There was a man with a withered hand To which dear Jesus drew nigh. And in the religious synagogue Were the pharisees and the scribes. They watched to see His every move To see if He would heal Upon the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I bear the marks of a Savior Whose path led to Calvary Where He was stripped and scourged for hours And hung there on a tree. With His life in me came a death Of a woman whose now long…
