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

 

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WELCOME GUEST!

KNOCKING AT MY DOOR

Sunshine after rain

you were standing at my door

you refresh my soul

By Martha L Shaw – © 2016

 

MOST TREASURED GIFT – FAITH

A distant rumble

cannot darken my delight

in nature’s beauty

By Martha L Shaw – © 2015  Words and Image

When I got my first home, knowing nothing of gardening, I was amazed when the neglected yard suddenly come spring had lilies in bloom!  When I relocated some years later filled with hopes and dreams, I also faced many unexpected challenges. I still do. Come spring though, I was again surprised by lilies!  I still know nothing about gardening, but I know my Savior’s redeeming love.  I saw it that day in the lilies He gave to me! The lilies bloomed again today – an ever living reminder of His love!

In His Image

In the quiet

I felt your arms around me.

I smiled.

I sighed.

I knew your breath,

So close to me,

Was filling my lungs

And giving me strength

To grow . . . to go on.

I was in you.

You were in me.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2014

JESUS WEPT- SO CAN WE

Cry

Tears are like refreshing rain

Restoring the parched land of the soul

And welcoming new life.

By Martha L Shaw ©2015

FOREVER MINE

More Than Enough!

My eyes fail, looking for your promise; I say, “When will you comfort me?”  

Psalm 119:81-83

Are you seeking  the Lord’s promise, His comfort?  I am.   Comfort presents a soothing image like this perhaps:

 The sun is streaming through my bedroom window, the sounds of birds are singing and children at play outside while rushing off to school  .  . . the afghans, quilts, pillows and things I’ve created provide comfort.  I am, at this moment designing something of that sort to provide comfort to someone I love.  I know my gift will be appreciated.

Still, it will not be quite enough.  We cannot, in our humanness, provide “enough.”  As I read what the Psalmist writes “when will you comfort me” I am convicted.  For, like him I know the Lord’s promises, know they are real, know they are mine, and know they bring me more than enough  . . . as only He can.

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. John 14:1-3 My heart is troubled.  But I am working on that because He loves me.  Just as the throw I design and make for the one I love will provide warmth and comfort, so then will the Lord provide in much greater ways than my love can do.  So, I will stitch, I will pray, I will listen, and I will wait.  I already know how my story ends, for He already won for me the victory!