We signed bazillion dotted lines
On twenty pounds of paper
We went to classes – stretched our minds
Did court instead of labor

Then welcomed three into our clan
Their pain became soon ours
We knew that family was God’s plan
Here evil loses power

God knits a family of love
Of many different colors
Forms bonds with cords designed above
So hearts and lives grow fuller.

Our Father wants us fig’ring out
There’s no such thing as “others”
That all His children walk about
As sisters and as brothers.

To love my brother as I ought
Is Heaven’s only option
For our Father signed in blood
In Jesus our adoption.

Since adoption almost six years ago, we live in a family with members of different colors. 
My mother’s heart hurts for my kids when the color of their skin is the cause for insecurities or even slander. But more often it aches for the hurt that comes from somewhere completely different. The inability to believe that we are worthy of love despite our shortcomings causes much pain. Sin makes every human being aware we are not lovable, the sins of others as well as the sin deeply rooted within ourselves.

God fully knew us, from foibles to strongholds, and yet completely loved us. He gave His one and only Son to die for our sins. He loved us so much that He didn’t want to be without us. 

A new commandI give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”
John 13:34-35 

(poem, pictures and pondering, Heidi Viars, 2020) 


  1. just wanted to make sure I letcha know what a treasure your photo field with flowers is, Heidi! Totally beautiful wallpaper quality!

    Like a scene from that Gladiator movie, where the dude walks through the field. Except yours has pretty flowers!

    Have a great day, Heidi!


  2. “To love my brother as I ought
    Is Heaven’s only option
    For our Father signed in blood
    In Jesus our adoption.”
    I love this!
    As Nancy said, you and Scott are heroes. You say that many days you “fake it.” mature Christians do that, it’s a fruit of the Spirit called self-control 🙂

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    • Here is a little story to help you get that hero-thing out of your head …
      The other day I was in the kitchen with my daughter, yelling my righteous head off, going on and on.
      My phone kept buzzing. I figured I’d get to it when I was all done “teaching” her.
      When I looked at it, I had four missed texts from Scott (in the bedroom next to the kitchen).
      “We need to talk!”
      “We need to talk!”
      “We need to talk!”
      “We need to talk!”
      He tried telling me to stop it, didn’t want to discredit me but wanted me to cut it out.
      Oh boy… I really stink at being a hero … trust me!
      Now Scotty on the other hand … he is a different story 🙂

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  3. Heidi, you are one of my heroes, having undertaken the challenge of blending three more children into your family. Because you pursued them through the process of adoption, you demonstrated how much you loved them and didn’t want to be without them. Now they can understand a God who pursues us, like the shepherd looking for his lost sheep. They can better understand a God who doesn’t want to be without them. God bless you and your husband, Heidi, for the priceless gift you have given: a Christ-centered home.

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  4. Heidi, you KNOW this post resonates with me on many levels. But yes, at the foundation, we must have love. To love others as Jesus loves us is such a difficult thing to do. Thank you for the reminder that choosing to love is what makes the difference. Beautiful words, my friend!

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