WE ARE FAMILY!

April 22, 2019

Scrappy and I had lunch in our screened porch amid birds singing, a gentle breeze, blue skies viewed between leaf filled branches and the wonderful sound I love to hear – the sound of a saw cuttng wood! The sound and smell is life giving to me and perfume to my soul! Daddy was so skilled at EVERYTHING since if he didn’t know, he self-taught and worked with perfection. Sadly the last 15 years of his life were spent sedentary due to Parkinsons. Lord, heal me and or show me the way to shine and to make my parents proud for the 3 of us!  We love you and hunger to serve with the treasure you bestowed!

 

baby me with dad and mom

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Prayerful Thoughts Over Morning Coffee

August 28, 2018

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Do you ever have trouble sleeping?  I sometimes do.  I never did as a child.  If I close my eyes right now, by day, I can still recall the soft murmuring of Mama and Daddy talking in the other room.  I didn’t always understand what they were saying, but I felt safe and loved and knew everything would be okay and felt their comforting nearness as I drifted off to sleep.   I am not that innocent little girl anymore but whether I am feeling alone or not, my Abba is always near and loving me too!  All I need to do is let go, let Him take care of me, and rest knowing He will never abandon me . . . just like my earthly parents never did. Amen

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REST IN PEACE

November 1, 2017

My heart is broken  . . . you were a gift from God Beany . . .

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DADDY’S LOVE – ABBA’S SERVANT

June 13, 2017

 

Tapers on the sofa table

Gently lit the room

For it was night.

 

While mother slept,

Father and I enjoyed the gentle candle light

And stories from another time and place.

 

We needed no warmth

From those candles, though.

That came from father’s heart.

 

He knew I’d be waiing.

I knew he’d come.

Sleep didn’t come easily to him.

 

We spent hours together

He shared so many stories

Oa life as a boy,family,the farm…

 

Tales of many generations

Retold in the gently lit room

Well into the night.

 

Tears come as I share this

But not of sadness,

All of joy!

 

As we retired for the night,

I waited for his sounds of sleep

Before taking to my bed.

 

He is gone now,

But my memories still bring

Love, peace, and rest!

 

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

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JUST A CHAIR

February 8, 2016

It was just an old rocking chair

 sitting in my grandmother’s house

when my parents first got married.

It was black,

sat in the corner,

and nobody ever used it.

My mother was dusting there one day

and discovered layers

and layers of wax build up.

Mom cleaned the chair,

then dad noticed

that the seat was falling apart

and rebuilt the chair with a new seat.

They are gone now.

The chair is mine.

I recently added quilts,

pillows, and teddy bears

that I’ve made.

The chair is nothing special

but when I sit in it,

it’s a family reunion!

By Martha L Shaw ©2-8-2016

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Inspired By Elmer – Book Exerpt

September 12, 2014
There is so much to go through when someone you love dies . . . practical and emotional. In going through more of my Mom’s things, I found a very few letters from her Dad to her Mom. I wish I had more. He died young so I never knew him but the letters painted a picture of a special man, Elmer – my grandfather. His letters spoke of his great love for Nana and also of ordinary events in his day. Love is like that. It enlightens us to the extraordinary in our seeming ordinary day . . .-from: “INSPIRED BY ELMER – Letters From My Grandfather” by Martha L Shaw
PATH IN THE WOODS

Love – Simply Defined

August 15, 2014

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