RE-CREATION

May 30, 2018

The hands of

the Mighty Artist

gather the broken pieces . . .

into such splendor!

Such beauty created!

Tears of sadness transformed

to tears of joy!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2018

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Doppelgänger? Eeeeek!

May 26, 2018

I am a northeast girl living in the south and it has taught me much!  I never met a Doppelgänger (that I know of) but moving here introduced me to lots of large and small scary looking potential ganger types anxious to make my acquaintence!

HELP!

ARE THESE Doppelgängers ?

DO THEY CONSIDER ME DINNER?

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HE’LL NOT TURN HIS BACK ON ME!

July 20, 2017

The troubles in life are not the struggles themselves. They are the false notion of separation we feel. The Lord recently reminded me that nothing can separate me from His love. NOTHING. Romans 8:38 – Martha L Shaw

 

DEFINE NOTHING! 

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[a] neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, Romans 8:38

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DEFINING LOVE

May 8, 2017

They gave Him bitter wine to drink

and He took it

so that we might have

that which was sweet.

By Martha L Shaw – ©  2017

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AROMA OF LOVE

April 29, 2017

 

Your very presence

sweetest perfume to my soul

you are mine always

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

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HOLEY WHOLY HOLY – BLANKETED IN HIS LOVE

April 27, 2017

When I was very small  I had a green blanket on my bed.  To anyone but me, it was nothing special at all.  After I had it for a while, it was full of holes, but Mama knew not to replace it.  As I tried to sleep at night, I would suck my fingers on one hand and hold my green blanket with the other, all the while rubbing the fuzz with my fingers.

 

Poor Mama must have constantly swept my bedroom floor of all the fuzz and my special blanket was surely less warm than it had been . . . to Mama.  Not to me, for my heart was reminded of how much I was loved and how safe I was simply by being wrapped in it.

 

The blanket was not magic and Mama, though neither she nor I could truly know my heart, left it with me until I outgrew it.  I know now, but not then, that there is just one source for the love I felt and that God is the source. He was also the one who knew my heart then as now.  I am older now and do not need the blanket, but the little girl I was  still lives inside me and she STILL  feels blanketed in Abba’s love.

 


THE SHEPARD’S CARE

April 8, 2017

Ah,

young sheep,

so eager to see the world around him . . .

that he strolled alone . . .

further and further, he went.

The tender young outlier

knew not the dangers

surrounding him.

But,

the kindly shepard,

counting the flock,

knew at once of his stray,

followed after the wayward one

and drew him back

onto the right path!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

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