Awaken Singing!

HAIKU

The scent of your love

Like an ever blooming rose

Awakens my heart

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

Still Loving Thy Neighbors?

Used to be when new folks came to our neighborhood we welcomed them, made friends, greeted them with homemade bread or a meal . . . we all got along and lasting, valued relationships were created.

 

 

LEST WE FORGET

We were created by God in  His image and thus created entirely in and of love. KNOW IT! SHOW IT!  – Martha L Shaw

 

ROBBERY

I need to restore my peace and joy

and so must filter out

all whichkeeps stealing it,

at least for a time.

I look to the left without success,

to the right is no better.

I look up

and there is my source and compass. . .

strength for the journey.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

 

How To Realise Your Dreams aka The Deaf Frog

 

THIS IS A MUST READ!

Keep your passion burning by having a clear purpose. Purpose is what gets you up from bed in the morning. Take a leaf out of Walt Disney’s book.

Source: How To Realise Your Dreams aka The Deaf Frog

Tiny Effort Greatly Rewarded

Plant a mustard seed.

Simple, often overlooked

Yet richly provides.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

SIMPLY BLESSED

Seeking answers,

seeing none,

I look to the left

and look to the right.

My feet are still leaden.

I hear a bird call

and glancing up,

I understand.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

GRACE AND GRATITUDE

It need not take devastation to awaken us to the beauty we’re surrounded with, but sadly that is so often the case! – Martha L Shaw

 

 

 

 

DO YOU SEE SILVER LININGS? I DO!

When I was a child, I loved laying in the grass looking up at the sky . . . I thought of who else, in some distant place, might be sharing it with me.  Birds flew about tweeting and I wondered what they said..  When clouds came in, I thought not of potential storms but of the interesting shapes . . . “that one looks like a bear!”  Even when it rained, I loved watching the droplets bounce off surfaces looking like tiny mirrors reflecting a world that fascinated me.

Clouds over my head

Whisper opportunity

Gentle wisps of change

By Martha L Shaw – © 2015

My Heart Cries Out

Do you remember . . . ? A day I will never forget,nor will Pete!

The Psalmist

I still remember when I first met Jesus

Sitting on a couch in Iowa

He came into my heart

Gave me a brand-new start

I knew that He was with me all the way

It’s been over 40 years since that day

When the burden of my sin was washed away

Since then I’ve learned to pray

And to follow in His ways

But most of all I’ve learned to praise His name

My heart cries out to praise Him

For all He’s done for me

His mercy’s overwhelming

His grace is sweet indeed

I lift my hands in worship

To Jesus Christ my King

My heart cries out to praise Him

He is my everything

Today I know He teaches me His truth

And He’s become my guiding light

I trust in Him always

I know He plans my days

I will never be out of His sight

And…

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