The Flaw

I recently watched the following documentary. It has been occupying my mind since. I wrote this poem while I am trying to process what is happening to us as we try to take the “flaws” out of the human race.

I look around and clearly see
That flawlessness you need from me.
Perfection is what makes you tick.
But can’t you see the Devil’s trick?

I look around and what I know
That I’m not welcome. I must go.
In my blemishes and flaws,
It does appear I am at fault.

I look around and do perceive
I have no place. I better leave.
Don’t be surprised though when I’m gone …
You still have self to look upon.

For when you look deep in your heart,
You’ll see that God made me a part
Of His plan and of His cure.
To point to Christ, the One who’s pure.

Don’t so quickly try to end
Or fix the broken – try to mend
What is here to point to God.
For it is YOU who’s really flawed.

Thanks to David Robertson for pointing to the documentary and his excellent commentary at

A World Without God -6 statements in Sally Phillips’ BBC doc that show us where we’re heading


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Spirit of God

img_1205“Like the wind I cannot see,
Like the gust of air I feel,
Become the breath inside of me,

Oh, Spirit of God.

Like a fire in a hearth,
Like a flame comes from spark,
Set me ablaze – set me apart,

Oh, Spirit of God.

Like a lighthouse in the night,
Like the dawning sun brings sight,
Be my compass be my guide,

Oh, Spirit of God.

Let my heart no longer doze,
In what I think nor what I sow,
But freely through You make Christ known,

Oh, Spirit of God.”

“The Spirit of God has made me,
And the breath of the Almighty gives me life.”
Job 33:4
(Poetry and Pictures by Heidi Viars, 2016)

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God is Able

amos5-8If today you wonder why,
If darkness overcame your sky,
If you wonder if He’s there …
He is able and He cares.

If today you cannot hear,
If your vision’s blurred by tears,
If hope left and fear moved in …
Christ has paid for death and sin.

If today your faith seems small,
If trusting makes no sense at all,
If this world has let you down …
Look to Christ! He wears the crown.
“Lord, You always were in charge.

Today, you sit on Your throne
and You will rule securely over our future.”
(Picture and Poetry, Heidi Viars, 2016)

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The Last Thing I Remember

Long ago a stranger did say,
“May we hold hands and quickly pray?
May the last thing you remember of me
Be a prayer we prayed for your family.”

I never forgot her kindness and deed.
That she prayed for a stranger in her need.
I thought of her words so often since then –
Try to apply them every now and then.

Just last week I said to my friend,
“May I hold your hand here at your end?”
We prayed as we spoke our last words that day.

“Lord, help me remember and teach me to pray!”

Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.

Romans 12:12
(Pictures and poem, Heidi Viars, 2016)


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Becoming Perfect

The Holy Spirit has so many times spoken to my heart through Bill’s posts. This post was not any different.

Unshakable Hope

I’ve learned so much about following Christ over the almost twenty years that I’ve been dealing with this frustrating disease known as ALS. It’s been a long and, in every sense, a painful road to travel. But, from a Christian perspective, it’s these difficult trials that are supposed to shape and perfect us:

Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” (James 1:2-4)

One word stands out to me when I read the above passage – perfect.

Perfect: being entirely without fault or defect: flawless b: satisfying all requirements: accurate.

Jesus did say that His followers were to be perfect (Matthew 5:48). That’s a tough standard; the toughest of all standards. It’s kind of funny to think about now, but…

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Of Racism, Hitler Youth, and the Need to Share

My earliest memories of my grandfather are vivid. After Sunday afternoon walks with the family we sometimes ended up in the Gasthaus, a quaint local gathering place in the middle of the village. The adults would sit with beer and wine and talked, while the kids played outside, often until late into the evening. First, conversations were peaceful and centered around the family. Later, when the Schnaps came out, my grandfather turned louder and less polite, cursing and going on about his hate of Jews.

He had grown up in a dysfunctional family. He had no anchor at home, no father who cared for him. Hitler’s propaganda and lies fell into fertile soil. The seed of hate was fed by the Hitler Youth, and later the German Army. All those provided my grandfather with a purpose and a place of belonging, an evil and wicked place.

Many years later, after I had moved to the States, I learned about Jesus and placed my trust in Him. I wrote my grandfather a letter telling him about God and His plan for him. He was ill with a lung disease. The letter arrived one day after he passed away. He never heard about the forgiveness of God in Jesus, at least not from me. I blamed myself for many years after that, for not having spoken up to him and for not having shared at a time he would have been able to listen.

Jesus Christ has promised us a place of belonging and purpose. In Him we find everything our hearts long for. Yet as Christians we fail to share the cure and fail to point the way to the place of belonging. We encounter many lost souls, many who are searching for a place of belonging and identity. Before Satan fills them with His counterfeit, let’s go and share about our King and Messiah, Jesus Christ, who came to show us the way to God.

march 31st sunrise 035I have come into the world as light,
so that whoever believes in me may not remain in darkness.
John 12:46
(Heidi Viars, 2016)

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IMG_2434My laundry line had been staring at me through my kitchen window. The sight of it made me feel guilty for not using it more and my dryer less. While I love the smell of laundry that has been hung out to dry, I don’t like the work that comes with it, especially with all the loads I do.

A few days ago I had an idea; I replaced the laundry lines with bird feeders.

IMG_2450Since then, a variety of birds have been finding their way in
and have replaced my guilt with delight.

IMG_2423I have been wondering, if that’s how God sees our lives as well?

Often we fail to live out our calling.
We miss opportunities, choose the wrong paths,
run too far ahead or fall too far behind.


He is able to use us despite our greatest failures.
Nothing we do, or fail to do, can mess up His plans,
Nor stop Him from loving us.

“Lord, use us despite of us.
Instead of letting guilt and shame define us,
show us a new and pleasing way.
Help us not to doubt Your Love.
You are our Creator.
You always know how to use what we have.
Lord, help us in our weakness to point others to Your Son,
Jesus Christ and His Love.”

IMG_2498 (1)Many are the plans in the mind of a man,
but it is the purpose of the LORD that will stand.
Proverbs 19:21 (ESV)

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