Hope NOT Misspent

September 30, 2014

 

The clouds lingered long.

Will the light never return?

The dampness of my tears,

The ache in my limbs,

The longing for something more . . .

All forgotten in an instant

As my gaze found the sun!

By Martha L Shaw – © 9-30-2014

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Thoughts Over Morning Coffee

September 29, 2014

When we approach the world around us looking with the eyes of Christ, our blindness is immediately healed. – Martha L Shaw – Thoughts Over Morning Coffee

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Authenticity

September 29, 2014

 

We are healed by what we are . . .

what we were made to be.

The preacher must preach,

the singer must make her music,

the writer must write.

Death is in the denial

but life is in the acceptance . . .

                 By Martha L Shaw – Copyright 09-29-12


Six Word Saturday

September 27, 2014

Rose with the Son before sunrise


Six Word Friday

September 26, 2014

Focusing on Jesus I don’t trip!


Poetry Without Words

September 26, 2014

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My Birthright

September 26, 2014

I live in hope of the Light,

Therefore, it is mine.

The illusion of darkness

Is no more!

By Martha L Shaw – © 9-26-2014

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Thoughts Over Morning Coffee

September 26, 2014

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Do you ever have trouble sleeping?  I sometimes do.  I never did as a child.  If I close my eyes right now, by day, I can still recall the soft murmuring of Mama and Daddy talking in the other room.  I didn’t always understand what they were saying, but I felt safe and loved and knew everything would be okay and felt their comforting nearness as I drifted off to sleep.   I am not that innocent little girl anymore but whether I am feeling alone or not, my Abba is always near and loving me too!  All I need to do is let go, let Him take care of me, and rest knowing He will never abandon me . . . just like my earthly parents never did.


Rejoice on a Rainy Day – A Tanka Poem

September 25, 2014

Martha L Shaw - Poet, Writer, Author, Artist

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Droplets of water

Falling, falling, from the sky

You nourish dry ground

and provide restoration!

New life, new hope – praise, rejoice!

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By Martha L Shaw – © 2-23-2013

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Thoughts Over Morning Coffee

September 25, 2014

Featured Image -- 9089Ponder this:

“Our hearts of stone become hearts of flesh when we learn where the outcast weeps.”   – Brennan Manning

 


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