GO DEEPER

September 24, 2018

To see what is truly opulent

one must look,

not to the obvious,

but to the very soul!

By Martha L Shaw ©2018

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LOVE . . . EXTINCT???

May 25, 2018

Christians, as well as any other “religious” groups I have heard of, are raised with clear values ESPECIALLY love!

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HOW TRAGIC IT IS that our news broadcasts, paper and electronic communication seems CLEARLY to alert us that love has become ARCHAIC!

LET’S WORK TOGETHER AND SAVE LOVE FROM EXTINCTION!

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ABOUT FREEDOM AND VALUES . . .

July 10, 2016

freedom thoughts

Riches  Redefined

My first car,

Though rusty and dented,

Was beautiful to me.

It cost little

And that was what I had.

It set me free!

No radio,

So I had to sing.

In summer

My open window refreshed me

As the aroma of cut grass reached me

Along with the sound

Of kids at play.

I’ve had other cars since then,

But was that one

the worst or best?

By Martha L Shaw – ©2014

 


What Nana Knew

April 9, 2015

me 4 generations

My Nana, Mom’s mom, was a shut-in for the last 20 years of her life due to poor health. She lived in a one-room apartment. She was up early every morning, put on a dress, hose, heels, jewelry, makeup, fussed with her hair. She read the paper, chatted on the phone some, did needle-work which she donated to church she could not attend, and wrote letters to friends and family far and near. Thinking back, I realize she never had much, but I visited her all the time and adored her. No, she had very little but I always thought she had everything. I still do.


Riches  Redefined

December 26, 2014

My first car,

Though rusty and dented,

Was beautiful to me.

It cost little

And that was what I had.

It set me free!

No radio,

So I had to sing.

In summer

My open window refreshed me

As the aroma of cut grass reached me

Along with the sound

Of kids at play.

I’ve had other cars since then,

But was that one

the worst or best?

By Martha L Shaw – ©12-26-2014

freedom thoughts


“That Really Burns My Biscuits!”        

August 31, 2014

 

I read that simple phrase yesterday and like a simple song often does, it has stuck with me since.  Sigh, anyway it is Sunday and Labor Day Weekend, and still Summer and as this is my Sabbath day, I am enjoying It with people that I love, by spending time in church, by praying, resting, and making plans for the coming week and the coming season.  I love bread, love to bake it, share it, receive it, love it in many forms, and do not know anyone who doesn’t.  Making extra and sharing is always good.  I never get stuck with extra.  Yum.  Burn my biscuits?

I baked popovers yesterday.  I was told it was tricky.  I’d not made them before, but love them for a treat.  I found a way to make a small recipe of small ones.  Great for my own dinner when there is no guest to share with.  It was simple and came out good the first time!  I tweaked the recipe, cut down the size, and watched the oven.  Burn my biscuits?

The weather is great today!  I got to hug and be hugged by many folks I love and enjoyed lots of time with Jesus.  I was up early and eager to face my day.  Seemed a lot of people are away this weekend, or I thought so until I saw them on social media and knew they had slept in I guess.  I didn’t.  I broke bread with my Jesus and my brothers and sisters, ate dinner with someone I love, spoke to someone else I love on the phone and online.  Burn my biscuits?

Funny  thing.  The other day I overslept, needlessly rushed about, spilled some of my coffee, burnt my toast, pushed aside my quiet time, and did busy things.  We get busy and distracted and run late sometimes, don’t we?  Admit it.  Does the rushing and crossing things off the list help much?  I find life gets more messy if I allow myself to rush and get distracted and it creates more time lost than saved.  You don’t have to admit that.  I probably shouldn’t have.  Burn my biscuits?

Something occurred to me.  The things that matter most to me  . . . people, places, events, usually happen.  Oh, schedules get adjusted, and visits can sometimes end up being through cyberspace – at times – but what I value most, I find time to focus on.  It wasn’t always that way.  But I evaluated my priorities and trimmed some fat and it’s better this way.  I am better this way.  We like biscuits here . . . with my fresh preserves or country gravy.  I try to focus so I don’t burn the biscuits.

Happy Sunday!  Have a great weekend!


In Whose Image???

May 6, 2014

How refreshing would it be if the media focused even a tiny percentage of their time on our faith, our hearts, our character . . . rather than how often I should be having sex, or the size my boobs, butt, nose, eyes or bank account “should” be in order to fit a model of success NONE of us were created for!!

Genesis 1:27

King James Version (KJV)

27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.


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