Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I Wanna Be A Big Tree
I wanna be a big tree Lord But I always seem too small. Would you grow inside of me Lord And help me grow up tall. I wanna be like an oak Lord With roots no wind can sway. I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Waiting Spirit
“The Waiting Spirit” Oh wretched soul of mine That dare not quiet noise Where flesh it wrestles rest Too loud to hear the Lord. An inner struggle raised For solace in the night To empty all the day And silence
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Summer Showers
Awakened by gentle droplets I hear My Father’s cry “Come see Thy blessed showers That waken souls so dry. My people need refreshing For death has but crept in Slowly smothering goodness And slowly allowing sin. I’ll send the rain
To Wink at Sin
We wink at sin with each sunrise Little regard for holy lives Desiring grace and Heaven’s way Yet refusing to lay each hindering weight. We orate well Thy Word and “love” Yet hold at bay sanctifying tugs If truth be
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Derailed
Such a fascinating word, “derailed.” I heard it a few weeks ago and failed to sit and ask the Lord about it until this morning. The enemy comes with you in mind For what he sees is Christ inside He
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The God of Recompense
I have spent time learning God’s names over the years. I found a great reference source with Tony Evans on his study guide of the names of God after the Lord gave me this poem. I was walking through the
His Arrows
It would be so inaccurate to consider yourself not valuable to the Kingdom work. For you and I are His hands and feet. If we carry the Lord within us….how then can we take lightly our role in His plan.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Lambs Are Down
May we see and hear His heart…for He is weeping over His sheep… The Lambs are down I heard Him cry A piercing sound from Heaven’s might A clash of thunder with lightning speed A righteous anger from deepened grief.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There’s a Sound…
There’s a sound of Heavenly pouring Like a rain so tender and frail It’s more than words or mere lyrics Or a voice that’s singing a scale. You know it when once you do hear it And it causes hard
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Water’s Edge
Psalm 107 23 They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; 24 These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. “The Water’s Edge” What does one see beyond
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