Warmth In Winter

January 3, 2019

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Though it’s still winter,

with you always in my heart

I celebrate spring!

by Martha L Shaw – Copyright 2016

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HE CREATED ALL THINGS WELL

October 7, 2018
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Silver Lake Tewksbury MA by M L Shaw


Among Weeds and Thorns

January 10, 2018

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When the garden is filled with weeds

Yet one stubborn flower

Finds the strength to grow,

Am I to frown

Because it is the only one?

Is it not a very welcomed blessing?

Surely its beauty

Nourishes my hungry soul

Giving me the strength

To tackle the overgrowth

Of opposition

Not unlike the single

Blooming rose

Basking in the midst

Of thorns;

Hope

Of a coming new season!

By Martha L Shaw ©2013

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HOPE RISING

March 19, 2017

He’s Got This

 

The rain continues to pour

As darkness claims the sky

But

I looked up

And saw through a crack in a cloud

That the sun is still near.

Hope rises.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2014

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Spring’s Thaw

March 14, 2017

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It is cold in my sanctuary this morning

But so vast a choir sings so sweetly

That my heart is warmed

And my spirit renewed.

By Martha L Shaw ©2014


ENCOURAGEMENT DURING THE STORM

February 10, 2017

Seasons Do Change

As the choir sang

In my personal sanctuary

I heard the last bits of the rains of yesterday

Drip from the roof deck above.

Tiny bits of pollen in the air

Caused an itch

Or the occasional twitch,

But brought as well a reminder

Of the coming of spring.

It won’t be long, now.

By Martha L Shaw – ©2014

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Blessings From The Compost Heap

January 11, 2017

I sit here seeing only ruin around me and being unable to climb out of its vastness and praying somehow His purpose in it will come to fruition.   I realize I may not see His purpose but there is peace to be found in knowing He uses all things.  As I did a bit of reading just now, this quote came to me:

All the flowers of tomorrow are the seeds of today.

– Anonymous –

It seems in life there are times when we, or I, are called to be the compost nourishing the seeds from which tomorrow’s flowers grow.  These times can be uncomfortable and even painful, but if it blesses the Lord, it is good.

A new season is coming and the flowers will bloom!

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The pieces will all come together.  He will see to it.

(quilt is my work)


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