Quitting May Be Hard To Do

April 8, 2019

A must read! This has and will change my life!

Coping with Parkinson’s Disease

Quitting is hard. It puts us in a place of uncertainty and vulnerability. It forces us to trust God. As I look back at the times I’ve left something, the new pursuit blessed my life in immeasurableways Part of being a faithful servant has been trusting God with all of me—my family, oursfinancial provision, and the work he has assigned to my hands. In my professional life, times that I accepted a new position , I truly thought that my life and my identity were intimately wrapped up in whatIdid– my title , job, or income. It has taken me a long time totreat myself with thand meaning other than my job. I had to come to terms with my identity as a for of for who created me and knows what path I am to travel. I must admit this has not…

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YOU BE THE JUDGE . . . OR NOT

April 8, 2019

We all have opinions, but be super careful in sharing them.  Religion, politics, gender, nationality, sexuality, intellect, and so much more . . . 

SO SAD TO REALIZE THAT WHEN WE HURT OTHERS BY PLAYING GOD, WE ARE OFTEN HURTING OURSELVES AS  WELL AS OTHERS AND GOD HIMSELF BY UNFAIR STATEMENTS AND . . .  

REVEALING OUR PERSONAL FLAWS – DISPLAYING OUR

 

DIRTY LAUNDRY!

 


TOO MUCH “I CAN’T DO . . . “

April 7, 2019

Do your little bit of good where you are; it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.

– Desmond Tutu –

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Joy Needs No Umbrella

April 6, 2019

The sky was growing darker

on a once bright cheery day.

The baby,

once bright and cheery,

feared the darkness and wrath

but I held her close to me

loving her so much.

Her face lit up

and  quickly brightened.

She gave me a kiss and her heart melted into mine.

Where was the once pending storm?

I don’t know or care

then gave the wee one a kiss.

Our love is stronger than any storm . . .

and we drifted off to rest peacefully.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2019

 


SOMETIMES I NEED REMINDING . . .

April 2, 2019

Blessed By Darkness and By Light

 God speaks to me 2

If it wasn’t for the storm

Would the dead wood remain standing?

Without its rain,

Would the pond still refresh my thirst?

Would the grass still grow and cushion my footsteps?

Would the garden still feed my body,

Feed my soul?

If it wasn’t for the storm,

Would I still see the sun and feel its warming rays?

Rejoice!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2013


and The Sound Of Your Voice!

April 1, 2019

I HUNGER FOR YOUR MUSIC

I awakened early,

and all seemed still asleep.

A cup of tea,

a wicker chair,

a sunporch just for me. . .

but I was not alone,

you, too, were there.

I hungered for your music,

heard when we’re alone.

You never disappoint!

I sipped and listened to the gentle breeze

the creaking of the porch door,

the singing of a bird high in the tree.

Soon I heard the tinkling of tiny tear drops

of moving water in the rivulet nearby

and they mirrored myown

tears of thankfulness and joy.

Soon the day would grow busy

and the gentle sounds of your gifts,

your voice,

would be lost in the confusion

and distress.

But in the din I will close my eyes

for just a moment

so that once more

I can hear your music.

It is well.

By Martha L Shaw – ©  2018

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