MY NEW BOOK IS RELEASED!

July 19, 2019
CLICK HERE!my first book

SOMETIMES I NEED REMINDING . . .

April 2, 2019

Blessed By Darkness and By Light

 God speaks to me 2

If it wasn’t for the storm

Would the dead wood remain standing?

Without its rain,

Would the pond still refresh my thirst?

Would the grass still grow and cushion my footsteps?

Would the garden still feed my body,

Feed my soul?

If it wasn’t for the storm,

Would I still see the sun and feel its warming rays?

Rejoice!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2013


Sprung! – A Haiku

March 2, 2019

Frosted palm  branches

Spring giggles excitedly

winter’s slow retreat

By Martha L Shaw © 2015

 

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A STONE’S THROW

February 11, 2019

I took a stroll

On a clear day.

Passing a brook,

I bent to pick up a stone

And tossed it in

And OH the ripples

Spread far and wide

From that one small gesture.

Believe!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2017 – words and image

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I SEE THE LIGHT!

February 9, 2019

Some say “oh,the light is so dim!”

Others, though,say “Ah!  Look at the Light!”

The darkness could not overcome it!

By Martha L Shaw – ©  2019

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STYLISH, ME?

September 21, 2016

And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’[  Matt 22:39

There are so many sources for defining “stylish” for us and yet I see a world defined more by insecurity.  It may seem odd to some, but the verse from Matthew immediately came to mind as I considered this.  Does the length of my hair, my nails, or my nose define either my style or my ability to receive and share love?

It is no accident that the verse places equal  importance on loving our neighbors and self love!  I do not believe we can serve the Lord and reflect Him to others if we do not love all whom God created and this includes ourselves.  Obeying the verse above supersedes any suggestion or definition of “stylish” we are urged to reflect!

 REFLECT HIM! REFLECT LOVE!

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My Cathedral

August 25, 2012

My cathedral is never locked . . .

it has no doors . . .

there are no walls . . .

yet . . .

it inspires me with its beauty . . .

its songs touch my heart . . .

melodies of praise and wonder . . .

awaken me each and every day . . . .

The hand which built it . . .

loves me very much!

by Martha L Shaw – Copyright 8-20-12


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