Month: February 2013
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Under His Feet
We tried to row and move along. The winds were harsh and waves were strong. With raging storms and waters high, We could not move for fear to die. * You just had shown your mighty pow’r, In feeding crowds that previous hour. You stayed behind, now all alone We longed for you to […]
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For Saeed
They hurled insults, and spat on you. They laughed – said that you’re mad. They beat and kicked you in your face, Then left and hoped you’re dead. * They said you must deny your God. Then beat you till you would. They tried to take your hope and faith, But strong in Christ you […]
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Pardon Me
S’cuse me while you folks debate, In knowledge deep and high, While you ponder those who’re gone And said their last good bye. * Sorry, if I bother you, In fig’ring out who lied, That boy took daddy’s gun away Left, shot himself, and died. * I’m sorry if I interrupt Your busy daily spiel, […]
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Awareness
Awareness … of the sound of the ice breaking and snow crunching beneath my feet … Awareness … of my heartbeat drumming in unison with the pace of my walk … Awareness … of my breath, visible only for a short second … Awareness … of the sunbeam breaking through the clouds … light having […]
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Follow Me
(The best sermons preached are those coming from our own hearts reaching down into our own souls… such was this poem!) * You can’t just click to follow Me You must deny yourself. You can’t hit “like” to help you see – But love and live for me. * You can’t just surf the web […]
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LOSER MOM
Parenting is humbling. Parenting teenagers can be downright humiliating. While we instruct and correct we must do so carefully and lovingly, lest we ourselves become the object lessons to our juvenile audience. Yes, I admit, I am a loser. Let me explain. Last night my kids went with a bunch of their friends on a […]
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Some Awe vs. Awesome
So often I rush about, seeking recognition, and trying to make myself indispensable and important. Resting and slowing down to see the beauty in nature seem counter cultural and counter self. But here in the rest and outside, my mind is able to chase the unfathomable, the unbelievable, and find glimpses of God. Here […]
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Walk With Me
Walk with me. Let’s remember the spring when we planted gardens and watched them grow. Walk with me. Let’s remember the summer when we sat at the beach and watched the kids play. Walk with me. Let’s remember the fall when we ate apples and watched the leaves dance. Walk with me. The path might […]
Heidi Viars 