Old Books . . . Old Friends

August 28, 2015

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!

Digital Camera

The tattered pages

Speak of those who’ve gone before

Can you hear the whispers?

By Martha L Shaw ©8-24-2015


August 27, 2015

If the rose

Knew only its thorns

Would it still be sweet?

By Martha L Shaw ©8-24-2015 

Words and Image

By Martha L Shaw – ©  7–7-2015

By Martha L Shaw – © 7–7-2015

Faith Rises

August 26, 2015

Stormy days . . .

There have been many.

I hunger for the sun,

Yet see only clouds.

I seek rest,

Yet the whistling of the wind

And drumbeats of the rain

Form an angry orchestra against my window

And become all I hear

Until . . .

I find strength to rise

And hear the sweet sound

Of birds singing in the storm!

Loud and clear,

Sweet and triumphant!

If such tiny birds can still find

a song in their hearts to share,

then so can I!

by Martha L Shaw – © 6-30-2013


The Lord spoke to my soul!

August 24, 2015

He often lovingly whispers, but this time He called out victoriously to my soul and this is His message as I know it to be!

holding hands


Get up and dance!

Do you not hear the glad sound?

Have you not seen the sun?

Is the splendor of this day lost to you?

Place your feet on the floor!

Lift your hands!

As the trumpet sounds

Sail across the floor in harmony with me!

Dance, clap, sing, share!

I am yours!

You are mine!

Is this not cause to celebrate?


By Martha L Shaw ©8-24-2015


August 24, 2015

Originally posted on Where Words Daily Come Alive:

You placed your love
Within my aching heart
And by your spirits touch
I felt your soft caress

Undeserving as I was
You saw a spark
Deep inside, and you
Ignited it to life

You increased my faith as
I felt the quickening of
Your spirit as my
Happiness began to shine

Being pushed forward by
The many joyful tears which
At once fell from my eyes

I never thought myself
To be deserving of having
Anyone sharing their love
With me

I thought I was just
another worthless soul
Who from his sins would
Never be set free

Yet your Invisible hand
Embraced me, lifting me
From the darkness which
Daily colored my world

And your shimmering light
Shared its unfathomable
Radiance allowing one once
Lost to become one of your

I felt the sinful scars
As they dropped from my
Body as your spiritual
Healing now began

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PrayerFor Today

August 21, 2015

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. –Martha L Shaw



August 17, 2015

Faith does not mean doubt will not whisper in our ear. It means we will press on and not be stopped by it. – Martha L Shaw



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