May 28, 2018

There is something so restful

about a rainy day!

My worries are washed away

and whether they return

or not


The music of the droplets

beckon me along

for I cannot simply sit!


I must dance to their song!

By Martha L Shaw – ©  5-3-2018

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June 24, 2017

Freedom is an illusion!

It is only in surrendering

our heart, our soul, and all that we are

to the Lord that we ever know

what it truly is to be free!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

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OUT OF THIS WORLD – Home Redefined

March 13, 2017

My home is the sun shining down on me

And filling my soul

With light.

My home is a song,

An echo from heaven

Which gives my spirit wings.

My home has neither roof nor walls.

It is your hand holding me close.

I sing.

I smile.

I soar.

By  Martha L Shaw – © 2014

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The Disciple

September 26, 2013



So sought after,

Doesn’t leave us free at all.

For still we hunger

For that undefined something .  . .

Always elusive.

True freedom can only come

In captivity.

The secret rests

In the hand which

Holds the key.

By Martha L Shaw – © 9-25-2013

I Surrender, Lord

April 7, 2013


The journey has been long

And the baggage I’m carrying

Seems to grow increasingly heavier

Moment by moment.

The storm clouds over my head

Cause me to carry it closer

And I become aware of the stench.

I realize I am no longer certain

What the tote contains

But it stretches larger

To contain the increasing load.

Then the handles begin to fray.

I have a choice.

To drop it

Or to strain my arms

And hug it ever more closely?

The way still seems so long

And suddenly the decision is easy

As I release my load

And take a few steps forward.

I begin to look back

Then I become aware

That the path is brighter than I’d realized

And my tired limbs . . .

Yes, my entire weary form

Suddenly floats along

Riding the gentle spring breeze.

I see flowers on the roadside

And their scent makes me smile.

I continue on, refreshed

And set free.

By Martha L Shaw – © 4-7-2013

Skinned Knees and Souls

August 4, 2012

When I was a little girl, I liked to play in my backyard and since I had a play house and a sandbox, the neighborhood kids liked to play in my yard also.  It was a nice yard, but small and with a host of small kids running and playing, there were always skinned knees.  I can remember Mom putting a bandage on it and for a time it seemed great.  Afterall, it was ugly and having covered it with a bandage, I didn’t have to look at it.  The bandage also kept me from “making it worse” and so it didn’t hurt so much anymore.  Eventually Mom would, some time later, insist on peeling off the bandage so it could get a breath of air and fully heal.  I didn’t like that.  I preferred to avoid that part.  I didn’t want to deal with it.  Removing the bandage hurt, and looking at my wound troubled me too.  But she insisted and so . . . . ouch.  Hmmm  . . . exposing my wound to that breath of air did something though.  It allowed my wound to be healed.  Pretty soon, things were so much better than they’d been when the ugly wound was simply hidden under a covering.

I’m not a little girl anymore, but I still resist having my wounds, my brokenness, exposed.  I can come up with excuses such as “I’m fine.” and “I got it under control.”  But, if my brokenness isn’t exposed, it’s not going to ever heal and things really aren’t “okay” at all.  I was meant to be free and I can’t be free if I’m limping along resisting healing.  So, a while back someone special to me, and wise with a wisdom reflecting the intensity of Jesus’ love for him and his love for Jesus, suggested I join a book study group.  Our church has had several “reruns” of this book study since so many have been healed and renewed by such an opportunity.  I kept being urged by my loving friend and spiritual leader to “do this.  Trust me.”  I have to say, I love and trust him, but I looked at the book and saw I’d need to rip off bandages to expose wounds for healing and decided again and again that “why would I want to do that?  I have been hurt MORE than enough.”  After five or so opportunities, I reluctantly said “Okay I’ll do it this time.”  I drove to the churc on night one and got a spot by the door and couldn’t get out of the car.  My wise friend saw through the window that I was sitting there and texted me gentle light messages that were likely indications, not of his desire to tease, but his realization that I didn’t want to rip off the bandage and was about to bolt.  I made myself get out of the car and in the weeks spent with the book, I hurt some, but ultimately felt better than ever having exposed my soul-wounds to the breath of Jesus Christ who breathed new life into me and took away my brokenness.

I wish I could say that I’m totally cool with ripping off the bandages in my soul and eagerly exposing other wounds to Jesus, but I still bite my lip and gingerly tug the bandage, then sometimes bolt.  I have come to a place where I am getting better at realizing that this hesitation is not the way to be healed.  I also know, when I stop and listen to His voice, the voice of my Savior, that He wants to breath new life into the wounds . . . I’m not sure I’ll ever get to a point where I don’t bite my lip and squeeze my eyes tightly closed as I rip the bandage off, but I can tell you with certainty that it “only hurts a minute” and the ugly wounds really do heal and my soul becomes filled with His joy in the places where my wounds  resided.

Loved and set free by Jesus is a wonderful thing you can only know if you let Him.  Now, at the count of three . . . one – two – three . . .  RIP.  There, did you feel His loving breath touch you in that special way only He can?  I knew you would!

Good Morning Tuesday Bible Verse!

July 24, 2012

Well Good Morning!  The Lord is speaking His love to me in so many ways and He seems especially to be revealing the freedom which comes from forgiveness and our forgiving those who hurt us.  Friends, I know how hard it is, especially when we know there’s no mistaking it.  They sought to hurt us, but by releasing them in our prayers to God by our forgiveness, we are able to love the sinner and we are actually setting ourselves free in Him!  We have been set free to love and serve the Lord.  It’s AMAZING!  It is our own self-imposed bondage which so often holds us back.  Let’s say yes to His love and the freedom He won for us out of that great love, shall we?

John 8:36

36 So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.

Leap Day

February 29, 2012

Okay, this post is about another sort of leaping and not about how many days appear on the calendar this month.  The word leap appears many times in the Bible and I was curious to view some of the verses . . . this one caught my eye and tugged at my soul:

For by thee I have run through a troop: by my God have I leaped over a wall.
2 Samuel 22:29-31

Who among us has not felt surrounded by enemy forces against us or penned in by high walls which keep us from being happy, successful, at peace . . . yet regardless of walls whether real or imagined, and walls often constructed by our own human weakness, He brings us joy and peace and strength.  Our faith in the Lord enables us to not just climb over those walls, but to knock them down.  In Christ we are truly set free! 

And he leaping up stood, and walked, and entered with them into the temple, walking, and leaping, and praising God.
Acts 3:7-9


I Am Free!

February 3, 2012

Are you?

I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind.

– Antoine de Saint-Exupery –

I appreciate Antoine’s view of freedom, but I have found an even better form of freedom!  Christ has died to set me free!  I can sing!  I can soar like an eagle!  Accept Him and you can do likewise!

If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.
John 8:35-37

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