Turn Around
One of the hardest things to do is to realize the path you’ve been on was never God appointed.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Captured
A word does stir within my heart A warning from The Christ Be careful of nets skillfully sown A web of deceitful might. Assignments launched in flesh colored skins Sent to stall your move Patient and kind to natural...
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
There’s a Storm Coming
I had driven to go for my daily walk with the Lord but as soon as I pulled up lightening started. I made a circle and as I did I softly whispered, “There’s a Storm Coming.” It caught my attention…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Beware of the Trumpet Vines
I know this is a long post but it’s necessary based on something the Lord began to show me weeks ago. So please bear with me and may this help you in your moving forward with Christ Jesus. I pulled…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Pride
Pride keeps us, when God has released us. It has a unique way of holding us in a position that offers esteem when Christ is calling us to that which is still unseen. Pride, coupled with fear, will often cause…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Jezebel Spirit
There is very little actually regarding the Jezebel spirit in the scriptures. I have often heard this referred to primarily in caution to women who are seductresses. However, this is a very narrow view of a greater concern regarding a…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Reckoning
The heart of The Judge is sure to move on behalf of His intended Word. This morning is such a quickening in my heart that we have overlooked the pressing matters He holds dear. We are now minoring on the…
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When Love Left
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
While We Sit in the Pews
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
The Withered Hand
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…
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