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Cast Away
I was headed to the grocery store when I saw Mr. Wrecker on the side of the busy highway turning the crank on his flatbed. Mr. FedEx had broken down and was watching Mr. Wrecker load the truck to be hauled off. I wasn’t too far from home and wondered if the breakdown was going […]
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War in Paradise
No one is settled – yet. There is great commotion and fighting in my back yard on this warm spring morning. Everyone is quarreling, chirping, hooting and arguing over who gets to move into the brand-new bird house in the shade and who eats at the feeders first. The dilapidated wooden box, which is nailed […]
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Life
The cursed ground shakes violentlyThe sky goes dark – though it is day.Accusing foes stand silentlyIn awe behold the Truth the Way. God tears the veil – so all can see Rends wall that shrouds the Holy Place No longer heard a debtor’s plea Come! You who’re freed, behold His face. Your groaning nature’s overcomeBy […]
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The Justice of the Mourning Doves
“The x-rays showed a huge mass and the biopsy confirmed lung cancer,” Erma said.“Heidi, I am not doing anything about it. I know where I am going.” She said it as a matter-of-fact. I knew it, too. It became apparent as we sat at the small, round table by the window in the foyer of […]
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Just Five Minutes
(I wrote this this last fall, when my husband was hospitalized with COVID for nearly a month. I find I still need the reminders to slow down. Maybe you do, too.) I set the breakfast table for one. The house is quiet, except for the gentle ticking of the grandfather clock. The sound tiptoes across […]
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For the Birds
I grabbed the cold, metal garage door handle and pulled upward. The large, frozen springs on each side squeaked and the wooden panels groaned as the door opened. Winter sunlight poured over the salty grime on the cement floor and onto the garden shelf. I stood and surveyed the watering cans, hooks, trowels and shovels, […]
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Rise Heart
This morning, Lindsey just took my breath away with her words. Please check out her beautiful and hopeful post. “What a blessing it was to read here, Lindsey … THANK YOU!” ~~~ Dawn is an old woman creaking out of bed this morning. Her rosy fingers are slow to pull back the covers. Her sigh […]
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On Being Seen
For almost two weeks he laid there on the side of the road. He was probably flung overboard by a buckled child who was desperately kicking around for some freedom. He must have slid right past mom’s attention as she pushed a wiggly stroller. The cold December rain and snow did not do him any […]
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Of Donkey Kong and Saving Lives …
I feel for the carpeted edge of the stairs with socked toes and make sure not to spill the steaming coffee on my way down. The house is still. It’s too early for the heater to kick in. A sliver of moon presses past the pines and mature oaks and reaches through the egress window […]
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A Speck of Dust – Reflections from my Desk
How often do I empty the ordinary of its grandeur –Toss the light of creation power into the darkness of my ignoranceHow often do I mistake the moon and the stars for dust and decay –Replace the grace of God with happenstance But grace – makes the entire universe land, again and again, In specks […]
Heidi Viars
Stories about the Imago Dei and other Holy Moments
Heidi Viars 