Author: Heidi Viars
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Shiny Sins
I don’t mind cleaning, most days that is. The smell of a freshly cleaned floor and the sight of a shiny kitchen counter even brings me joy. That’s why decided, several years ago, to make cleaning my profession. It pays well and fits in with my schedule. The flexible hours…
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Open Me
Open my eyes to the souls next to me. Open my vision to hearts who can’t see. Open my ears so their cries I can hear. Open my life, living Christ’s hope – not fear. Open my arms to the hurt and the lost. Open my wallet not counting the…
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Closing Curtains
The play is over. The light is dimmed. The curtain is closing. A few actors are still left, Forced to move to the center stage. Sorry, there are no flowers, Only chilling applause for those who played to the end. Thank you for a marvelous performance. See you next season~…
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Gifts with the Garbage
Today, the alarm went off early. The gift was ready to go, sitting by the front door. In a see-through, large, airtight bag it looked quite pretty. The card read, “TO THE GARBAGE COLLECTOR – THANK YOU!” I had securely tied a flashlight (a 200 hour LIFE GEAR, glow in…
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Gifts in the Garbage
When I came home, I noticed the garbage was still at the curb. Normally the collectors make their rounds much earlier in the morning. I had just bought a box of chocolates to pass on to our faithful garbage person next week. But seeing an opportunity to get that done…
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The Heart of Christmas
The heart of Christmas can’t be found In strings of lights on trees. It doesn’t beat in Christmas sounds. With eyes it can’t be seen. The heart of Christmas you can’t buy In store, or shop, or mall. In sleigh with reindeer it can’t fly, Nor through your chimney fall.…
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Remember
In my business making memories, I have become too occupied to remember. If I never take time to reflect on those memories, that business is worthless. ~~~ “Lord, I admit that I often run around trying to make all these memories, when in fact I never stop and remember why…
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Longing and Waiting
It’s been close to two weeks since I have been on a long walk in the woods. I finally realized that I needed to rest my foot, which has been bothering me for some time. As I am looking through pictures which I have taken recently, my heart is getting…
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Hope of Heaven
Pain, sorrow, and death are earthly agents, Designed to produce a longing for Heaven. Pleasures on earth are temporal glimpses – Pointing to our eternal hope. By making this life about our happiness, We have forfeited the longing and have put our hope in a lie. (Heidi Viars, 2013) 1…
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