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.


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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Transformed by the Cross

October 25, 2016

My transformation

mosaic of brokenness

reordered by God

By Martha L Shaw ©2016

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Say Ahhh . . . . men!

February 12, 2016

His love

is forever with us

let it touch you

By Martha L Shaw ©2007 – 2016 Words and Images

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