GIVE PEACE A CHANCE

May 29, 2017

Before you detonate, resonate!

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MANY HAVE DIED SO THAT YOU COULD LIVE!!

 


MORE THAN ENOUGH

May 27, 2017

I pray and I pray

“Lord, give me strength!”

All He did

was infuse me

with His love.

Thank you!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

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FLAWED

May 16, 2017

Why do we have no qualms about missing worship,

yet are so very quick to make the false claim that our prayers go unheard?

Thankfully, we are loved and forgiven!  – Martha LShaw


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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NOT FIRED! FIRED UP!

May 1, 2017

I am both blessed and humbled by any and all opportunities to be the Lord’s apprentice!  It saddens me though when some fear they must be worthy, and it really breaks my heart to meet those eager to profess to be His replacement. . .  thank you, Lord, for your unmerited favor!

 

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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.

 


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