The Importance of a Season of Rest

October 24, 2016

falling leaves 2

The dry leaves of my old life

Must wither and fall away.

Even as the wind

Blows the dust away,

It becomes the breath of new life

Whose seeds have already been planted.

Tiny sprouts rest and grow,

Eagerly pointing toward heaven!

By Martha L Shaw – © 10-14-2013

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

In Due Season

February 9, 2015

It is only when

I break through the frozen crust on top

that I can clear the drifted snow beneath

and reach the fertile ground.

By Martha L Shaw – ©  1-4-2015


It’s Not Over!

December 18, 2014
Digital Camera
The house was quiet
And the trappings put away.
I was tired,
Yet not ready to end the day
And sleep.
The sounds of peace,
The sweet taste of refreshment,
The glow . . .
Of stars,
Of moon,
Of Spirit . . .
It’s only just begun!
By Martha L Shaw – © 12-25-2012


December 13, 2013

I’m sensible. I’m intelligent. I’m organized. I’m an artist and have vast experience academically and professionally in management and finance. Left brain, right brain – both. I’m good. My life at this moment? NOT what I was prepared for. Spent a lot of time in recent months and years trying to fill the gaps – to figure it out – to prepare if you will. Not good. There’s a difference be tween I AM and all that I am not. Now it’s Advent – we are at halftime in this season of preparation and I was dreading this season. Christmas coming? But I can’t . . . but I don’t have . . . but they expect . . . but I’ve always . . . sure looked like a disaster and heartbreak rolled into one. It hasn’t been.

I never thought I was all that “wrapped up” if you will in the secular gimme grabfest of the season, but when the plastic and commercialization of CHRISTmas which has become Xmas is ripped from our grasp, we . . . or I find there is more to prepare than a pile of cookbooks, cookie pans, dinner menus, and shopping lists full of “but he has everything, what should I get him?” A lot of that got re-examined this year and found its way to a lower place on my list. As I checked it twice, I found much of those things falling lower. What replaced them?

Prepare was redefined. It became mid-week Eucharists and quiet times of reflection. It became a time to really focus on sermons rather than distractions of where I’m heading next. It became a quiet day at church, a quiet dinner with a friend, a touch, a smile, a hug, an encouraging glance, and the knowledge that the innocent babe and King did it all for me! As we read of His coming, I also read of His last days as human . . . this season so much dreaded has been amazing! The qavah, the joy, the expectation, the peace, the love . . . it can’t be found in a mall or slipped down a chimney, but it can be found.

Are you prepared? There is still plenty of time!

Welcome – A Tanka For the New Season

April 4, 2013

Natural Beauty 

Resting in the rain

And washed in His endless love

soothes body and soul.

Restored, renewed, and prepared

For the coming season’s change.

By Martha L Shaw © 4-4-2013  – Words and images

What Christmas Is Not . . .

December 19, 2012

Christmas is not in a mall or at a store of any sort.  It cannot be wrapped and placed under a tree.  Where can it be found . . . in our hearts . . . our souls.  Whether we are surrounded by a loving noisy mob of friends and relatives at home or are sitting alone, we always have those in our hearts and the King of Kings is always with us.  Celebrate His birth with me, won’t you?

Christmas collage

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