Heidi Viars

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 be icy.

The wind might be harsh.

The snow might be deep.

Walk with me …

and tomorrow we will pant a garden.

For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
The Lord gives grace and glory;
No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.
O Lord of hosts,
How blessed is the man who trusts in You! (Psalm 84:11-12)