PASSION’S PRIZE
You speak without words
Yet your message is so clear
And I ride the flame
By Martha L Shaw ©11-24-2015
You speak without words
Yet your message is so clear
And I ride the flame
By Martha L Shaw ©11-24-2015
A pen just leaped into my hand and applied itself to paper . . . and hope stirs in my soul. All life is poetry when hearts are open. by Martha L Shaw
I HAVE NEVER HAD NEAR AS MANY DOCTORS IN MY LIFE! THEY ARE WORKING HARD, THOUGH. JUST BEFORE I GOT SICK I BEGAN MY SECOND BOOK! IT WILL BE A BIT LATE REACHING COMPLETION, BUT IT WILL BE SPECIAL!!
Why is the shepherd running ahead?
Does He not care?
Where are my caring friends?
Again,
nobody wants me!
“My child.
I Am ahead of you preparing the way!”
They quietly discussed His purpose,
though the child wondered.
Hearing and seeing many behind the two,
she asked the Lord
“What are they doing?”
“My child, they are fasting while providing prayer support!”
She knelt at His feet.
By Martha L Shaw – © 2019
For great is his love toward us, and the faithfulness of the Lord endures forever. Praise the Lord.
Psalm 117:1-2
A pot made of clay
by skilled hands . . .
we, too, are thus made
by the Creator God’s hands.
So many types of clay,
so many types of pots,
the Lord GOD lovingly made us all.
They come in different colors, strengths,
yet,
all have value,
all made with equal amounts of love.
Sadly, more importance is placed
on global warming,
than human life.
News broadcasted multi times daily
speaks more of “another” shooting.
than a “tragic” one.
Is there a right or wrong side of the street??
a right or wrong skin color??
We were created with immeasurable love, all of us.
Will we ever put the guns down?
By Martha L Shaw – © 2019
Monday with blue skies
Anything is possible
Surrender control
By Martha L Shaw – © 2019
Wings in flight . . . the traveller sings,
Leaves on the now empty branch dance.
and the song grows further away.
Seasons change.
New gifts are given.
New songs are sung!
By Martha L Shaw – © 2019