February 12, 2016
is forever with us
let it touch you
By Martha L Shaw ©2007 – 2016 Words and Images
By Martha L Shaw © 2-18-2015
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
December 18, 2014
The house was quiet
And the trappings put away.
I was tired,
Yet not ready to end the day
The sounds of peace,
The sweet taste of refreshment,
The glow . . .
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!
April 4, 2013
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
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?