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About L.L. Shelton

Bonnie is a Jesus Lover, and in light of the fact, loves His wonderful church. She is interested in many things and enjoys sharing her view of some of them on this blog. She is a poet and a singer of songs. She resides in Memphis, Tennessee, where she is a dedicated wife and the mother of seven children- five of whom she educates at home, as the eldest two have graduated homeschool and are pursuing their own interests. In her spare moments she may be found in her home office with a client, as she is a practicing Biblical Counselor and a Life Coach. She welcomes you to print and share her articles and poetry, and to quote freely from them with the understanding that she is to be acknowledged as the author. Mrs. Shelton does NOT OWN the copyright to the majority of the photos and other types of illustration used on this site!

A Neighborly Visit

Liquid pools of chocolate

Beckon me inside

Describing the infirmary

Wherein her soul resides.

She tells me of the shadows,

How she knows she’s one of them.

No one sees her fully

Though in brightest light be rimmed.

 

Then she speaks of trivialities

Common to the mortal set:

The door that won’t close properly

The dog that won’t forget

The birthday tea she hopes will be

A thrill to all attending

The door, again, she hopes to know

Her father will be mending…

 

I hugged her to my breast

Before I turned to go,

I felt a catch within my heart

That she spoke of shadows so…

Earthly circumstances bind her

To a chair and to a stage

Others passed through long ago,

With little effort turned the page.

 

Later as I walked toward home

Under darkening skies,

I glimpsed the Revelation

And it took me by surprise!

Amongst the heavenly choir

Was Julia and beside her

Were the lunatics and liars

And no hand had need to guide her.

 

Copyright, L.L. Shelton, 2011

Adam & Eve: Those Idiots!

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Teaching Bible to children is a delightful experience for me. Throughout my careful, thoughtful lessons are numerous ah-ha! moments… I can only hope there are a few in the minds of my small charges, as well.

One day, as I was sharing the age-old history of the first man and the first woman with whom God dwelt, I arrived at the place in the report at which I was compelled to relate the extremely disappointing news that both Adam and Eve disobeyed God by eating the forbidden fruit, bringing about a tragic situation for humankind.

Of course, what followed was a series of excited interjections, a few in the form of questions: “No way! Couldn’ they ‘ave just had peanut butter and crackers if they were hungry?” “ Yeah… And there was prob’ly candy!”  “An’ now we’re all in trouble… those idiots!” And with the slow, deliberate shake of a little head, “Anybody knows you can’t trust a snake.”

Now, while their observations were not completely without merit, their remarks did indicate restricted vision. Children tend to view The Word of God through a narrow lens, and for the most part, limit themselves to two colors- black and white. Though this is sometimes appropriate, and often provides the needed dramatic emphasis; it is at other times limiting, and the need for a more expansive view is obvious. Adam had turned to worshiping the creation rather than The Creator, a grave sin indeed, and Eve exchanged the Truth of God for a lie; sins in which we all would have readily participated, had we been in their place. Their actual eating of the fruit was an outward display of the garbage that had taken residence in the heart.

As adults, we should be equipped and able to switch to a broad scope and to embrace a full spectrum of light, permitting our perspective to be imbibed with every possible hue; in so doing we may find the liberation of our souls!

Certainly, there are various hindrances to a person’s being able to think As an adult:  Natural and appropriate immaturity as in a child, general immaturity, or specific immaturity such as emotional, social, intellectual or spiritual immaturity. There is retardation and there are developmental delays and disorders which affect the capabilities of some, and of course there is the weak will.  These are real obstacles which cause some of us to genuinely exist in a fledgling state, or less able to think and to behave as an adult, despite our historical age.

But for most of us, a simple willingness to take the initiative in the sanctification process will prove to bring about the gracious help and kind generosity of Our Heavenly Father, and He will mold and grow the soul longing to be fully freed by The Truth of Scripture. Though we will remain imperfect while we are attached to these bodies, we will be free in the sense that we are comprehending Scripture and are able to apply it appropriately in our lives.

Furthermore, this is to be a beautiful benefit to those who are less mature, in that according to Scripture, the more mature are entrusted with the supervision and careful consideration of the others. God has truly designed and is orchestrating by His Spirit a perfect system, by which the needs of His children may be perfectly met in this fallen place: The Church. When we are functioning optimally– keeping first things first, keeping our eyes on Jesus Christ and by His grace obeying Our Father- we are the best thing that ever happened to this planet- for we are in sime sense, Christ on Earth!

And yet we display a tendency to divide and to argue one with another, sometimes to the exclusion of serving a broken world as we should. For example: We deliberate over the literal versus the metaphorical in Scripture which is in some instances necessary, however  it is apparent to me that Our Great God, to whom and with whom all things are possible, could easily have dictated a perfect document in which many or all things are both. For instance: Proverbs 31 speaks of a godly woman as one who keeps the oil in her lamp burning throughout the night; she is not idle. I believe that this is literally true throughout many seasons in her life as she is never one to neglect her duties, as well as metaphorically true, in the sense that the oil is representative of The Holy Spirit who is ever present in, and never extinguished from her life. (Please note that I am not saying that there may be a metaphorical meaning for something that is historically understood and consistently presented as literal, instead of the literal, only that there may be a metaphorical meaning in addition to the literal.)

I have found a world of beautiful possibilities by studying The Word with these things in mind; however I am by His grace, ever aware of The Absolute Truth, and of the consistency with which God’s Word will reveal Itself , in other words, the unwillingness of God to contradict Himself, and His unwillingness to confound and exasperate His children.

Therefore, the more I study, the more grateful I become to Him who has rendered the plight of the idiot, glorious!

©L.L. Shelton, 9/27/2011

Thought of The Unborn


Slender ivory limbs glisten

Amid the warm velvet softness that

Once surrounded the instrument of my father’s passion.

 

Glints of light are reflecting from

Cold, stiff, stainless steel surgical tools,

Once held in the firm grip of he who meanly wrought my death.

 

My blood has mingled here with hers,

Staining the harsh hands of the executioner,

As this unrelenting memory now stains my mother’s mind.

 

No comfort to one another,

No solace to be found within the other’s arms;

A lonely wail is all that is left to she I might have loved.

 

I wonder, have I been relieved

Of the imposition of an existential dilemma,

Or have I been most expertly robbed of uniquely earth-bound joy?

 

Note to Little One:

Never, did I mean to witness your murder, Little One. I only desired to support your cause. And so I clicked. And there you were. At least, there were the parts of you that were left behind to eventually become dust. I admit to being stunned in your presence. I could not decide which would be the more insulting to you; for me to quickly turn from the horrific scene of your death, curtly dismissing it from my mind, or for me to remain and to stare, wide-eyed and appalled at our lack of love…  and then I knew, I would give you a voice.

©L.L. Shelton, 2011

David, My Brother

Today, our pastor, Cole Huffman, spoke to us utilizing Psalm 61 as his text.

A response:

Hear me.  Amidst the cacophony within and without, I cannot always hear myself. Sometimes, I simply do not know what to say. My thoughts are jumbled, my mind distracted. My heart is aching. My body is wracked with pain. I am undone. But I believe that you will hear me.

Lead me. Apart from Your Power, I cannot lead myself. Though I am a peaceful shepherd, I am made to continually engage in Holy War, and I am called to lead others to Holy War in Your Name; yet I find it is not always easy to discern where it is that you wish for me to go, and worse, especially when I am fatigued, I am tempted to step where you have expressly forbidden me to place my foot. Yet I believe that you will lead me.

Let me. Allow me to be bathed in Your Presence. Permit me to be overwhelmed by Your Spirit. Grant that I be overcome by The Reality that is You. Allow me to believe that you will let me. And I believe that you will let me.

Increase Yourself. By the power of Your Spirit, Increase in me Your Self as you decrease my self in me. Through this chosen and surrendered vessel, remind others of the rich heritage we have in The Son. Yes! I believe you will increase Your Self in me.

I will. Then, I will tell others of the wondrous things that you have done. Then, I will share The Blessing that is You. Then, I will sing praises to you, and will continue in faithfulness. I believe that I will.

I believe that you will.

Copyright 2011, L.L. Shelton

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Be Gone, Delilah!

Who or what is your Delilah?

Pilgrim, on this Good Friday, what is sapping your strength? Who is stealing your joy? Identify it or him.  If it is a thing, you are under no obligation to love it.  Put it away from you!

Is it a person? Is it your neighbor? Your spouse, your parent, or  your child? If you have identified a person, you must love him or her, but you are to do so while knowing that he or she holds no power over you, and allowing none other than Christ to hold ultimate sway over you.

You may serve but one master, and it is to Him that you owe allegiance.  Obey Him.  Lavish your affection upon Him, as He continually lavishes his upon you.

Come what may!

Be gone, Delilah!

 

 

 

A Word on Francis and Frank

Unlike former Governor of Arkansas, Mike Huckabee, I have read Crazy for God, by Frank Schaeffer, as well as Whatever Happened to The Human Race, by Francis Schaeffer. I have also thoughtfully read and considered The Tapestry, by Edith Schaeffer, wife of Francis and mother of Frank. Also dissimilar to Governor Huckabee, I see a great deal of Frank’s parents in him.

He is honest and forthright about his ideas and about who he is- about his own perceptions of the life he has lived, and of the world in which he has lived it. This is quite in concordance with who his parents were; and in this sense Frank is commendable.

I am praying for Frank, out of respect for his father and for his father’s ministry which has had a terrific impact for good upon my life, and on the lives of so many Christians. I hope others will continue to ‘knock on the door’ for Frank.

My thanks to Governor Huckabee for sharing his favorites list- I certainly appreciate some of the same books, and may God be continually near to him, as we are thankful for his life of dedication to the public good.

Oh Lament, Bring Life!

Earth, water, wind, and fire,

Lift us from the muck, the mire!

Our hearts make quake, our spirits tire,

Arresting by your mighty power!

From GOD alone do you descend,

Wrestle with our hearts to mend,

Our souls to Him to whom you bend,

Attesting as He speaks the hour.

© L.L. Shelton 3/13/2011

About This Emerging Church Thing

This one’s for you, Jill. And it’s better late than never, huh?

I’ve been a part of church culture all of my life, and it occurs to me that in some instances we are apt to throw the baby out with the bathwater. And there may be a baby emerging from this Emergent Church thing. If so, right after we dry it off, properly clothe it, and snuggle it- we need to go ahead and throw out that bathwater…

Please consider that reason is not absent because experience is present. Words do not loose their importance in the company of image- words often conjure image. All that is external does not become meaningless because of the worth of what is internal. Feelings are not without significance in the face of the tangible. These things are true.

Now, the presence of Truth does not indicate a lack of love; nor does it indicate an intolerance for ignorance of its existence. On the contrary! As Christians, we are bound to acknowledge, in fact compelled to heed the undeniable presence of Truth, and to lovingly point others toward it.

For Our LORD has declared Himself to be Truth incarnate; therefore the pursuit of absolute truth is the most rational, the sanest occupation for any man.

Of course, it is true to any thoughtful person that much of what we think we know- we do not know, and that we may even in glorified state not know it all; however this does not negate the value of what we do now know.

And the pursuit of Truth most certainly does not breed arrogance. It produces confidence. It is sin that breeds arrogance, a lust to be right, and the desire for control. Nevertheless, the loving quest for what is true will often produce righteous leaders. This is not to say self-righteous leaders, and the distinction is important.

For what we actually know, should be determined by no less than a clear eye focusing a penetrating gaze upon The Word of God; and then filled with reasonable passion for Him who has declared Himself to be Truth, that eye must strive to maintain an unclouded view of the world and all that is in it, through the lens of The Spirit of Truth.

Thus, it should be understood that the awareness of and love for Truth, will no more violate the experience of Faith, than being alert to the existence of water and desiring it, will ruin the experience of swimming.

That said, I should also say that a swim in a cool, clear creek on a hot summer’s day is a delight, but a swim in dirty, lukewarm bathwater is another thing all together.

Copyright 2011, L.L. Shelton

Twice From Wonderland, And There To Stay

Into the rabbit hole she fell
Searching for heaven- reaching hell;
Entangled then in his embrace,
Destined to die there in that place.

“Save me,” He heard her strangled plea,
“Where is The One to rescue me?”
Into her soul He poured just then,
Himself to triumph over sin.

He marked her with His Holy Seal.
He loved her with unending zeal.
No longer did she lie confused,
But rather stood; with Him bemused.

Said He, “Your cause has been my own,
And now I’ve come to take you home.”
In garment bright and clean arrayed,
She by His side forever stayed.

©2011, L.L. Shelton

Ride Out of Time


Be not discouraged, Royal Bride!
The Prince of Peace is at your side.
The Wind within you chant and chide,
Throughout eternity you’ll ride!

Mine, forever! My grace abounds!
Saints stand with you gathered ’round.
No harm beset you while I’m found,
Be glad you stand on holy ground!

My angels with you through the night,
Dispatched to aid you in my sight!
I will turn all that’s wrong to right,
Just as the day that swallows night.

©2011, L.L. Shelton 1/28/2011