The heart of Christmas can’t be found
In strings of lights on trees.
It doesn’t beat in Christmas sounds.
With eyes it can’t be seen.
The heart of Christmas you can’t buy
In store, or shop, or mall.
In sleigh with reindeer it can’t fly,
Nor through your chimney fall.
The heart of Christmas is our God -
Jesus – God’s heart displayed,
In form of child in manger’s sod,
There, God’s own Heart He laid.
The heart of Christmas came to take
Our broken desperate heart.
Gave in exchange His own and made
Us new – a brand new start.
The heart of Christmas, found in us -
Our God, Emmanuel.
Our Sin He bore, took to the cross,
So He in us could dwell.
And I will give you a new heart,
and a new spirit I will put within you.
And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh
and give you a heart of flesh.
Ezekiel 36:26 (ESV)
(Heidi Viars, 2013)
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In my business making memories,
I have become too occupied to remember.
If I never take time to reflect on those memories,
that business is worthless.
“Lord, I admit that I often
run around trying to make all these memories,
when in fact I never stop and remember
why I do what I do.
You ask me to do all things for Your glory, not mine!
Forgive me when I seek my own glory in this season.
Help me remember today,
in the midst of my business and preparations,
that it is all about Your Son Jesus -
who did indeed all that needed to be done.” I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done.
(Heidi Viars, 2013)
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It’s been close to two weeks since I have been on a long walk in the woods. I finally realized that I needed to rest my foot, which has been bothering me for some time. As I am looking through pictures which I have taken recently, my heart is getting heavy with longing. I want to be out there, with the Lord, in the quiet. God is teaching me to wait. Waiting is something I don’t do well. Waiting is hard.
There are seasons marked by waiting.
In the waiting God is teaching us through longing.
Longing for better things.
Longing for dreams fulfilled.
Longing for desires met.
Longing for healing.
Not being there, in that place of our desire,
makes us ache with anticipation.
Dreams are honed into our hearts in the waiting.
“Father, teach my longing heart to wait well.
Show me how to wait with eager expectation.
Show me how to wait on You.
Fill me with Your presence -
No matter the circumstances -
No matter where I am -
No matter how long I have to wait.”
For he satisfies the longing soul,
and the hungry soul he fills with good things.
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Pain, sorrow, and death are earthly agents,
Designed to produce a longing for Heaven.
Pleasures on earth are temporal glimpses
- Pointing to our eternal hope.
By making this life about our happiness,
We have forfeited the longing and have put our hope in a lie.
(Heidi Viars, 2013)
1 Corinthians 15:54-58
When the perishable puts on the imperishable,
and the mortal puts on immortality,
then shall come to pass the saying that is written:
“Death is swallowed up in victory.”
“O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.
But thanks be to God,
who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast,
immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord,
knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.
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“Hey mom, this dinner is excellent! Did you follow the recipe?”
His face tried to hide a mischievous smile. He amazed me with his teenage gift of stating the obvious without getting in trouble. And in this case, I have to admit (and please no one tell him), he was right. Instructions are not my favorite. As a matter of fact, I dislike them. Recipes, manuals, prescriptions, maps, and tutorials rarely make it onto my stack of readings. Plans are incredibly free-thinker unfriendly. They slow me down. I much rather get it done.
My husband calls me strong-headed, especially when he finds me in the middle of striving to impress my Abba, Father without a plan. How often have I tried to amaze Him by running ahead and busting into unfamiliar territory, without a map? “I can do it, God!”
While I was watching the birds fly in and out of the feeders in the early morning stillness, His voice calmed my anxious heart …
“Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”
I can’t impress You with my works.
I hold no knowledge that You don’t already have.
I own nothing that You did not give to me first.
I possess nothing that would ascribe more beauty to You.
Nothing makes me lovely in Your eyes,
EXCEPT JESUS CHRIST
Teach me to submit and surrender my own plans to Yours.
Show me what it means to trust in Jesus Christ
and His finished work for me on the cross.
Help me to rest in this amazing love for me.
Help me to cease striving for my own glory.
But instead help me to know that You are God.
Yes, You will be exalted among the nations.
Yes, You will be exalted in the earth.”
(Heidi Viars, 2013)
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Just last week I took a shot at him with my camera.
This morning I came across his picture again …
at my breakfast table.
I suppose pride makes a large target for the enemy.
Pride goes before destruction,
and a haughty spirit before a fall.
Proverbs 16:18 ~ ESV
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Reasons are many to like the day
When it’s dreary and cold and rainy and grey.
When rain pounds, o so loud and clear,
On the window, the roof, and into my ear,
When the wind makes noise and rain paints the road,
When the trees are bend and the last leaves float
In puddles, and then are pushed along
By the wind and rain and a wonderful song.
The reasons are many to love these days
When the wind and the rain through alleys chase,
When the rain and clouds you can almost touch,
When you think and ponder on life so much.
The wind, and the rain, and the fog, and clouds
They make me quite calm when life starts to shout.
They quiet my fears during life toughest fight.
They point me to the One and the Light.
The fiercest of days He can calm by His voice.
He can speak into life and all the noise.
He lights up my day when it’s dreary and wet.
He tells me to trust Him and not to fret.
He is my Light, my Life, and my Way.
Of this He reminds on this dreary day.
This is His challenge, and this is His call,
To give Him thanks in rain and all.
“give thanks in all circumstances;
for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”
1 Thessalonian 5:18
(Poem by Heidi Viars, 2012)
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