Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Father uses that which is foolish to confound the wise. Moments where He desires not big words, intelligent maneuvers…just transparency. Child like discussion that takes us back to Him as Father. What a vulnerable place at times to put your
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Thy Spirit such delightful treasure So tender yet full of awesome power Awakening me to Thy precious nearness Hovering over me in wee hours. Such majestic and holy beauty Swells inside such a earthen frame At times it’s as if
I apparently have an intense habit of squinting. I rarely wear sunglasses so this little habit has caused some wrinkles, lines, deep crevices..lol But you know I started thinking about that. It’s not always sun related. I am sort of
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Please know I never take for granted the holiness and awe struck majesty of our Lord. I really was just sitting with Him when these words formed in my heart and mind. It was a delightful morning in which He
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Rally The Troops There’s felt a heavy weight Who’s source is Heaven’s gate The burden from a heart To tend to those with scars. In pondering Thy trusted voice is a desire to reach but more Oh that thy life
I wrote this song several years ago and have never recorded it. As the Lord has led me to begin a “Song Book” portion of my blog, I will be pulling moments with Jesus out from throughout the years that
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
A Great Mistake There’s such great mistake that’s often made In seeing one sent a natural way Dressing them as we might desire Yet, Christ sends out by Sovereign power. Woman or man be cautious you see Christ He has
Jump Faith requires you to jump Off the ground to arms of trust If on the ground you do remain Then on the ground you’ll always stay. Come as children, hunger and thirst Tossed in air till laughter bursts Bring
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Harken O’ saints Of unknown reknown Christ is preparing His trumpet to sound. Voices they come to cry in the night Billows they roll with thundering cries. Tune now thine ears to those never heard Men showing forth as John
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Open the door dare not leave it shut For power awaits, do answer Thy touch. Strength it has left many a limbs Workings of flesh and strivings of men. Open the door to that I desire The Giver of gifts
