INVITE HIM FOR COFFEE

Prayerful Thoughts Over Morning Coffee

 

For great is his love toward us, and the faithfulness of the Lord endures forever. Praise the Lord.

Psalm 117:1-2

CLAY IN HIS HANDS

A pot made of clay

by skilled hands . . .

we, too, are thus made

by the Creator God’s hands.

So many types of clay,

so many types of pots,

the Lord GOD lovingly made us all.

They come in different colors, strengths,

yet,

all have value,

all made with equal amounts of love.

Sadly, more importance is placed

on global warming,

than human life.

News broadcasted multi times daily

speaks more of “another” shooting.

than a “tragic” one.

Is there a right or wrong side of the street??

a right or wrong skin color??

We were created with immeasurable love, all of us.

Will we ever put the guns down?

By Martha L Shaw – © 2019

 

 

 

 

God’s Fuzzy Little Helper . . .

Could it truly be an accident

that God spelled backward

becomes dog?

Though animals are frequent in the Bible,

I do not recall my Scrappy . . . or your Sadie.

But,

though God’s love is not questioned,

the sweet faced,

soft eared,

warm tongued critter

and her unquestionable love and kisses

have nursed many a heartbrake.

Thank you Lord!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2019

 

PRAISING GOD

Monday with blue skies

Anything is possible

Surrender control

By Martha L Shaw – © 2019

 

 

CHANGE, GROW, REJOICE

Wings in flight . . . the traveller sings,

Leaves on the now empty branch dance.

and the song grows further away.

Seasons change.

New gifts are given.

New songs are sung!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MY NEW BOOK IS RELEASED!

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IN THE BEGINNING . . .

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.- Emily Dickinson –

Well, Emily Dickinson missed a lot! Our beloved Creator made all and yes, indeed, from birth all shone and reflected His SPLENDOR! – Martha Shaw

COMING DOWN HOME STRETCH

Praising God for theGift of a New Day

 

It’s been raining long and hard

And gray skies were all I could see.

But today is different,

Or perhaps I am,

For I see a bright spot

Glowing through the

Clouds of morning.

I shall dance!

Dancing with the raindrops

And celebrating the sun

Am I

For today is

A new day

And the Lord has blessed it!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2018

FOOLISH HUMANS!

If I was passed a glass of poison to drink, I would destroy it – not drink it.  God would urge me to.  He loves me.

Oh, the hug He gives!

Why then, when anxiety plagues me in so many painful ways, do I hold onto it and make myself sick?  Lose my joy?  Perhaps cause others to follow this wrong path with me?

Turn to Him, ask for help, turn it over!

 

DO NOT PICK IT BACK UP!