Thank You, Thank You, Thank You

Originally posted on Martha L Shaw - Poet, Writer, Artist:

“Yes, I KNOW!”

Do I understand?

“Yes, I LOOKED!”

Did I truly see?

“Yes, I was LISTENING!”

Did I really hear?

Thank you Lord

for your patience and love!

By Martha L Shaw – ©  5-19-2015

candle

As humans and perhaps especially Americans, we want instant gratification. We’ve gone from drive-up windows to wrist watches with APPs. Maybe this is why, as a Spirit-filled believer, I find the following interesting. The word “discern” comes from Latin roots meaning “to sift apart.” It was of added interest to me that the word as used in Corrinthians was the Greek word “anakrino” which takes things even further adding “to inquire into, to scrutinize.” No room for assumptions or snap decisions on our part.  Perhaps His timing being unlike our own is far more related to our impatience than I would care to admit.

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Abba

Originally posted on Martha L Shaw - Poet, Writer, Artist:

The man I love has caloused hands

from working so hard.

His shoes are filthy

because he’s always on his feet.

His smells sour . . .

the factory has no fans.

He doesn’t buy me roses

and drives a rusty car,

but he got that stranger something to eat.

I couldn’t go to boarding school,

but he pushed me on the swing

and told me stories when I could not sleep.

I want to be just like my Daddy.

By Martha L Shaw – ©  5-19-2015

daddy and me

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Sights and Scents of Love

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your love is like

“Ew”  someone said,

but it was not me.

For I had learned

the greatest love

doesn’t smell like flowers!

By Martha L Shaw – ©  5-21-2015 Words and Image

What does love really look like? I’ve seen it in a man who has sweat dripping from his face, his hair and a wrinkled tee shirt,  all because he mowed and raked my lawn on a hot SC summer day last year.  I have seen it in the empty wallet of someone who spent their last buying a gift to lift my grieving spirits.  I’ve seen it in the grubby sneakers of an  overworked priest who gave up some of his little free-time on his day off to visit me when I was in crisis.   I could go on and will in a  longer feature coming soon, but I noticed that these eyes of mine must surely be blind for missing the…

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A House Well Built

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I will show you what someone is like who comes to me, hears my words, and acts on them. That one is like a man building a house, who dug deeply and laid the foundation on rock; when a flood arose, the river burst against that house but could not shake it, because it had been well built. Some time ago I was told that our thoughts are not necessarily original. If we have a wonderfully great idea it doesn’t mean that no one else has thought of it. Those who succeed are those who act while the rest of us are still just thinking about it. Gracious God, let us not be idle with the gifts you have given us. Together let us act to build on the foundation of your love for us that we may fulfill your purpose in our lives to the glory of your Name…

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