HOPE’S MORNING RAYS

The house is quiet.

It is early morning

And the moon is handing the reins to the sun.

The illusion of darkness fades

As the breath of a new day

Fills my heart and soul.

“Good Morning” Hope seems to say.

I rise.

 

By Martha L Shaw – © 2016

 

HOPE’S MORNING RAYS

 

The house is quiet.

It is early morning

And the moon is handing the reins to the sun.

The illusion of darkness fades

As the breath of a new day

Fills my heart and soul.

“Good Morning” Hope seems to say.

I rise.

 

By Martha L Shaw – © 2016

 

 

 

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Resurrection – Haiku

Up before daybreak

celebrating the sunrise

opportunity

By Martha L Shaw – © 4-15-2015

Agape

My hope is rising

just as is the glowing sun

kissed by morning dew

By Martha L Shaw – © 1-31-2015

SHINE

As the sun rose

Its warming rays touched my

Night cooled flesh

With the thrill of a new day!

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By Martha L Shaw – © 11-19-2013

Good Morning, Lord!

 

I awakened early,

Snuggled deep into my soft pillow

And wrapped warmly in my quilt

I pretended it was still time for sleep.

As I lay cozy in my bed

You whispered lovingly to me

And I sighed, smiled, and whispered back.

Gazing lovingly,

I felt your arms holding me close

As you filled my heart with you

And I realized it was there

That I would forever stay,

Waking, sleeping,

It matters not

As long as you’re with me.

Suddenly,

The wake-up melody sounded

High in the sky

On distant branches of the tall tree

Outside my window

And I realize the sun was opening

Its sleepy eyes,

And so did I.

Listening to the sweet songbirds

I added my praise to theirs

As together we faced the day.

By Martha L Shaw – © 2-15-2013

Less Is More – A Quote For Thursday

Do you ever feel totally “less” and frustrated?  Seriously, are you often struggling with feeling:

• Less pretty
• Less successful
• Less wealthy
• Less popular

Less, less, less . . .  makes us sad sometimes, doesn’t it?  I know it does for me, and the big one . . .  less loved.  Think about it though.

“When he had called together all the people’s chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Christ was to be born. “In Bethlehem in Judea,” they replied, “for this is what the prophet has written: “‘But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will be the shepherd of my people Israel.’”” Matthew 2:4-6

How full of hope is this?  Born among dung, from a peasant girl, the wrong part of town . . .  and then when He set out in ministry, whom did He chose for His friends, His team mates, His interns, His most trusted and closest followers of the day?  People like me!  The ones who were clearly less!  

The old cliché says less is more – suddenly it seems as though it really is!  I believe the sun is setting on the old life and a new day is dawning, don’t you?