Allow the Little Children
Seven little children came out to play today. Five little boys and two little girls. Running, laughing, skipping, cartwheels and twirls… Spirit’s free, this is ...
Author: Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often.
Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.
“Behold the proud,
His soul is not upright in him;
But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4
Abide
In your presence I abide, It’s there I find my rest No worries of tomorrow No tears, no sorrow… For in your presence there is joy There’s peace There all my tro...
Book
He was not the kind of book you left upon the shelf… He had lived seventy years before I met him myself. Playing the fiddle, spoons, and glasses of water, His m...
The Holy One
The mind of man cannot comprehend the Holiness, of God. The one who is, I AM that I AM! His glory is displayed throughout eternity, and yet, our eyes cannot see...
Abba Are You There
Daddy! Daddy! You who formed me in my mother’s womb, Planted trees, hung the stars and the moon… You who spoke and light was formed; the darkness could not comp...
A Life Worth Living
Little boy, little girl, living in a broken world, Do you feel lost? Do not run, do not hide. There is One who’s not broken; He is Truth and never lies… You’re ...
Words
Words are very important how we use them can either heal or destroy. With everything that has happened recently. I’ve pondered about many things. Tears flowed a...
The Song of Freedom
If the eagle never left his nest, he would never see the vast oceans and mountains He would never soar among the stars or travel thousands of miles over valleys...
What’s Around the Bend Mommy
19th Century American Artist: Mary Cassatt What’s around the bend mommy? What’s around the bend? Don’t look to see around the bend honey, Watch the flowers ...
Do You Believe
Based on my poem, The Father’s Love! ~Marla Shaw O’Neill