When
When I must fight for child-like faith
When this ole’ world is full of hate
When I am hit with Satan’s blow
When I have seen where mean-ness grows.
When I must fight for child-like faith
When this ole’ world is full of hate
When I am hit with Satan’s blow
When I have seen where mean-ness grows.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Never underestimate the power in a pause. These moments often leave us feeling forgotten by God. Some loss comes our way on the heels of victory and we feel our road has been blurred.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Lord had a season with me where He spoke to me very much through creation. He still does but in this season I went and delivered a message at a women’s addiction recovery home with an arsenal of poems all about birds.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I have this space. A space where I tuck myself away before the Lord and pour out my heart. Every struggle, every joyful moment. They are all His.
There is just something about a field of flowers. I had noticed for days these precious little flowers that were so dainty and looked almost like miniature flowers really.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Then the lookout called, “O Lord, I stand continually by day on the watchtower, And I am stationed every night at my guard post. (Isaiah 21:8)
I want to know Christ and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to Him in His death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead… (Philippians 3:10)
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When you’re weary He gives you strength
Right when you’re in need.
When you’re feeling lost and alone
He’ll bring you to His heart home.