AS SUMMER VACATIONS BECOME MEMORIES …

Lord, you offer us

a foretaste of heaven

as we stumble through this world.

Let us taste its sweetness today

as we walk

side by side with you.

By Martha L Shaw ©2016

I KEPT LOOKING

Strolling alone

on a shady and unpaved road

is VERY hard on these weak legs,

still,

I always liked to walk with Him.

Wish He was here now.

Just Him here would bring rest

to my weary heart.

Wish I could do all I used to do . . .

but my soul is young though my body not so much.

Maybe HE could still . . .

I stood a  moment,

gathered my thoughts,

and felt His hand squeeze mine!

In my distraction,

I didn’t notice He was there all along waiting and loving me!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

So easy to set aside worries in daylight, but those pests do torment at night. I’ve taken to prayer in their midst, but when they shout too loud I seek Christian broadcasting, and rest in it, and the Lord has led me each night this week to the perfect verse to touch my heart and soul and assure me “I AM” Here’s last night’s – a favorite!

¹¹ For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare^[a] and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.   Jer 29:11

OPEN YOUR HEART!

If we know the truth of the following words and that they apply to each of us created in His image, AS WE ARE, why must the hate continue to defeat love? Where is peace?

14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[a]
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well. -Psalm 139:14

 

NEW SEASON COMING

FAITH HARVESTED

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 – © 2014

IN HIS IMAGE

If the rose

Knew only its thorns

Would it still be sweet?

By Martha L Shaw ©8-24-2015 

Words and Image

WHISPERS

Old Books . . . Old Friends

For lots of reasons, I find myself reading most books these days by ereader, yet still I adore old books and stores which feature them!  I love the sight, smell and feel of them, but there is something more!  I hear the voices of each soul who held, read, and loved the book before me.  Old books, old friends!

The tattered pages

Speak of those who’ve gone before

Can you hear the whispers?

By Martha L Shaw ©2015

ARE YOU A FLOWER?

Attitude of Gratitude

 

 

Little flower,

petals swaying in the breeze,

bows her  head

as rain comes.

Then she looks to the sun

in joyful thanks!

By Martha L Shaw ©2015