Never had a tree touched my heart.
Acorns, bark, leaves to rake.
It was so ordinary, almost invisible.
Lent’s reminder of my Savior’s love – His blood.
Somehow the tree isn’t just a tree anymore.
By Martha L Shaw © 3-23-2015
By Martha L Shaw – ©5-2-2014
Pausing for breath . . .
Racing to the finish and listening to the crowd?
Oh, what a mistake!
My life was meant for something else.
Instead I’m seeking something more today.
Established for me long before the world began . . .
So simple, so Divine . . . your sweet love.
By Martha L Shaw – © 7-24-2013
Limped to the mailbox.
In the sky,
Likewise my mind, were clouds.
Yet there you were brightening the day!
By Martha L Shaw – © 6-17-2013 Words and image
No sin left unforgiven
At the last day
If you but ask.
Let Him fill you with His grace . . .
Eternal life Him.
“Do you love me?” I do.
By Martha L Shaw ©3-26-2013
An ashen heap,
So full of memories burned and gone
However, not truly forgotten, but then:
Enter upon the scene Jesus Christ
Sin forgiven as ashes swept away and treasure redefined!
By Martha L Shaw – ©2-13-2013