A HAIKU ON FORGIVENESS
The clouds break apart
dampened grass between my toes
Ah, new beginnings
By Martha L Shaw – © 2015
The clouds break apart
dampened grass between my toes
Ah, new beginnings
By Martha L Shaw – © 2015
Jesus sat around the campfire with thieves, murderers, and other down trodden, smelly “low life” folks. He loved them and their lives changed. He set the example we are to follow. As we celebrate His birth, let us be born anew as well! – Martha L Shaw
You were always there for me
Loving,
Guiding,
Protecting me
And yet,
I took you for granted
Until one day.
I looked deep into your eyes
And you looked to my heart
And I gave it to you.
Then,
I was reborn!
By Martha L Shaw ©11-24-2015
Who is your Jesus??? The question was posed in a novel I am reading and combined with my devotional today and the Lord’s call to my heart, I must consider . . . seems to me Rick Luoni asked that once in a sermon in urging us to invite Christ into our lives and if you know Fr Rick, he’s impossible to ignore on loving Jesus!
The Word tells us “My light shines through you” and that is perhaps the greatest miracle of all! I know I am weak and broken yet Jesus’ Word is Truth and regardless of my mess, Jesus shines through me through NO effort of my own but to say “yes” and give Him my heart. I urge you to invite Him in!
The Seven Word Sunday challenge is Caddo’s delightful idea. To view her wonderful blog and learn more about it and about Caddo, simply click on the image. Snag a copy of the image and play along.
Today, the last Sunday before the Christian season of Advent” is officially “Christ the King” Sunday and next Sunday, the first Sunday of Advent, brings us not only the lighting of the first Advent candle, but also the beginning of an entirely new Christian Year. In honor of Him and of this time in our lives, I present you with the following:
Christ
The
King
Reborn
In
Me
Again!
The puddles are still near
though the flood waters have receded.
Yet, I am blissfully unaware.
The splendor of your love
so shines in my heart
and lifts my soul
that I am blinded to all else.
I see only blue skies
lit with sun so radiant
that like the birds of the air,
I soar to new heights,
all the while singing your praise.
The storm has passed
and the memory of it has gone;
leaving, in its wake
a new day,
a new life,
a new spirit within me.
I am rested.
I am reborn.
I am free.
By Martha L Shaw – Copyright Sept 1, 2012