HERE COMES THE SUN!

February 19, 2019

As I rolled over

preparing for the new day,

and also avoiding it . ..

I got up anyway.

Deep breaths . . .

surrender . . .

but I MUST . ..

What if . . .

I stepped out on the back porch.

The birds sang so beautifully

without any consideration

for the grey sky

or cold February wind.

Suddenly,

I took no notice either!

The Master artist,

looking at all my broken pieces,

DID’T see the mess

reflected in my mirror!

He saw His own likeness

and all at once I did as well,

and I shall follow Him always!

By Martha L Shaw ©2019

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A STONE’S THROW

February 11, 2019

I took a stroll

On a clear day.

Passing a brook,

I bent to pick up a stone

And tossed it in

And OH the ripples

Spread far and wide

From that one small gesture.

Believe!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017 – words and image

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WHAT IS FAITH?

February 7, 2019

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HE WILL NEVER LEAVE ME

I am touched by the rays

Of a sun I cannot see.

Still, I am changed.

By Martha L Shaw © 2-29-2016


QUIET’S VOICE

February 7, 2019

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I stepped into my quiet place,

My favorite retreat.

The leaves still whispered in the breeze.

The birds still sang softly in the trees.

I gaze up at the blue sky,

enjoying their music.

My soul rejoices.

For this is not a place for silence.

It is the place where my soul

Can truly hear!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

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WHAT HAPPENED TO LOVING OUR NEIGHBORS?

January 31, 2019

Still Loving Thy Neighbors?

Used to be when new folks came to our neighborhood we welcomed them, made friends, greeted them with homemade bread or a meal . . . we all got along and lasting, valued relationships were created.

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HAPPY TEARS

January 28, 2019

Memories are not always heartbreakers. There will come a time when tears become joy as the love is still in our hearts. As I wrote something on a different time in my life, though I miss people, places, and things from back then, I also feel the joy and love that I felt then and still can feel IT.. At this moment my feet are cold because this artist feels the snow that had fallen . . and the glow of evening’s moonlight. I can see Mom’s smiling face watching me through the window and can recall her scurrying off to bed so I would not know she watched. She didn’t want to upset me. Silly Mama! IT NEVER DID!

 

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A GIFT OF HOPE

January 23, 2019

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