Author: Heidi Viars
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Uncomfortable
My hands were freezing as I pushed my groceries across the Walmart parking lot. I noticed a woman standing by the cart-return, where I was parked. She wore the blue store uniform and was obviously cold. While loading my bags in the trunk, I was getting curious and looked around,…
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“Turn Mundane Into Holy”
“LORD, help my prideful heart today, My work before YOUR throne to lay. LORD, teach my selfish stubborn will To quiet down – how to be still. ~ Show me that routine tasks I do, Are not for me, but all for YOU. In mundane work, help others see Christ’s…
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The Unseen Hand
An Unseen Hand has formed this place – From nothing made all that is seen. The Hand which spans all time and space With gentle care formed you and me. This Hand has weighed the mountains grand. Deep in its hollow measured seas. It counted dust and grains of sand,…
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How I Love You!
What all could I do, to show you my love? Should I let the stars sing, or turn planets above? What else could I move, to convince you I care? Should I send raging storms, or move lightening through air? What act of my love would persuade you today? Should…
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Like a Wall
She was holding on to my hand as she walked across the stone wall. She talked away and skipped along knowing she was safe, there on top of the wall, which ran along the path. Suddenly she stopped. Her eyes became fear-filled and her whole body tense. Her grip tightened…
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To My Praying Friends
I want to say, “THANK YOU!” to all of you who prayed for our son Corey this summer. You prayed us through the hardest time of our life. You showed us Who was our Hope and pointed us to the Lord, continually! Here is a 8 minute video taken of…
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Happy New Year
And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year, “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown!” And he replied: “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than…
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HE IS ABLE
I found these amazing droplets of ice at the edge of the lake. They had formed at the end of some weeds which were dangling in the water. The gentle waves, ever so slowly, brushed against them and formed perfect little pellets. The right circumstances, temperatures, and weather made it…
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Wrapped Up
There, on top of my dresser sits painting a friend painted years ago in return for a favor. It depicts an open empty tomb and a light beam shining on Christ’s burial cloths. Today, as I passed the picture, the sight of the burial cloth struck me and reminded me…
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Make Room
Mary and Joseph desperately needed a place to stay. While traveling on a journey, in dire need, no one was willing to make room. Today, we too struggle with making room. Our lives and homes are filled to the brim with work, activities, and stuff, most of which have little…
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