HE CAME TO MY DOOR AND KNOCKED!

June 22, 2017

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I am called to soar

Broken wings cannot stop me

He enables me

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017


BE, THOU, LIKE THE CHILD

June 20, 2017

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OH, those meddlesome weeds,

she said.

But to the child

all was beauty!

As the breeze

blew through my soul

I picked a yellow dandelion

and smiled!

 

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

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And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them and said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. (Matthew 18:2-4 ESV)


Thank You Father!

June 17, 2017

To an impatient gardener

a slowly blooming seed

is a frustration!

But the Master Gardener

stays very near

and nourishes with food,

encouragement,

and love

and He is filled with joy

when the blossom comes to life!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017 words and image

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SERVANT – SAINT

June 15, 2017

Mother Teresa

was a paragon of faith

mostly because she simply aimed

to be His servant. – Martha Shaw

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Just Dance!

June 15, 2017

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I saw the others in the room

dancing to a tune I could not hear.

I stood aside,

I watched and sighed.

Wishing,

Wondering,

They seemed to share a joy

I didn’t know.

They seemed to know a love

I didn’t feel.

I waited in lonely silence.

Then, I could wait no more.

With awkward steps

I left my hiding place

And followed.

At first my steps

Were slow and few

But then it happened!

I began to hear the music, too!

The more I danced,

The less I considered my shaky feet

For I had found something else.

I discovered joy!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2014


DADDY’S LOVE – ABBA’S SERVANT

June 13, 2017

 

Tapers on the sofa table

Gently lit the room

For it was night.

 

While mother slept,

Father and I enjoyed the gentle candle light

And stories from another time and place.

 

We needed no warmth

From those candles, though.

That came from father’s heart.

 

He knew I’d be waiing.

I knew he’d come.

Sleep didn’t come easily to him.

 

We spent hours together

He shared so many stories

Oa life as a boy,family,the farm…

 

Tales of many generations

Retold in the gently lit room

Well into the night.

 

Tears come as I share this

But not of sadness,

All of joy!

 

As we retired for the night,

I waited for his sounds of sleep

Before taking to my bed.

 

He is gone now,

But my memories still bring

Love, peace, and rest!

 

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017

 

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NOPE! Sure was NOT Me!

June 12, 2017

I have a friend who wakes up all aglow and usually singing.  My late Mom often woke up singing church hymns.  Me?  Clear the way!  I need my coffee, shower, and quiet-time!  Yes,  I sometimes awaken in song, but not too often.  Not today.

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How we feel does not need to rule the day.  Hope is within us

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.  Pray with me . . .

Lord,

I give my all to you and

ask that you enable me

to reflect your joy and hope

on this day and always. Amen

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In you, Lord my God,

    I put my trust.

Psalm 25:1


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