Tears like Rain
Let them see the tears that fall
For then, they see permissions call
To grieve in their own unique way
Your tears are footprints for some today
Let them see the tears that fall
For then, they see permissions call
To grieve in their own unique way
Your tears are footprints for some today
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I saw that one of God’s wildflowers was wilting in the weather. But Jesus gave her a drink.
We don’t choose the kind of rain that comes, How hard it falls or when it’s all done.
I’ve found from my own mouth at times an utterance of “What is Thy great lesson here, Lord?”
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I was late getting into my quiet place this morning. Yet, as I closed my bedroom door, came a picture of a beautiful waterfall. I began to sing to the Lord of His beauty and the gathered rain that I
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I spent the morning on my back porch today. It was a beautiful morning to move my prayer closet outside and listen in a new place. Soon I looked up to see a most gentle and soft rain falling. It
I was driving through Mississippi to a ministry time when the rain began to pour. Not particularly fond of driving in the rain, I complained…and asked the Lord to stay the rain. Very quickly I heard these words..”do not despise
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Honestly I did not see this coming today. I have no situation (currently!!) that would cause this to come out of my heart. So I must believe God has someone in mind as I write this. I was merely recording