Category: Christian non-fiction
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By Streams of Water
Today I left familiar paths And walked down by the lake. There sat in silence on a bench. Watched wind cold waters break. As waves crashed ruthless on the beach, My eyes drifted along. I noticed there a quiet tree. Her trunk was bent, but strong. The earth around her…
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Bells and Whistles
Once, on Sundays, around this land Bells rang from steeples small and grand They called to people all around – To church and to God’s holy ground. ~ They called to worshiping the Lord To praying, preaching of the Word. They called to child and old alike, To chase the…
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Don’t Deny!
Don’t deny in freedom what our brothers and sisters will not deny under great persecution, namely JESUS CHRIST (from the OneCry Prayer Summit Moody Radio Chicago)
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Upward
The cold wind was whipping through the thinning canopy above me and was trying to penetrate through my layers of clothing. Clouds were chasing across the sky as if in an evil race to cover the warming rays of the sun. The path grew dimmer and colder with each step.…
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To My Stained Glass Friends
Your life, a gift – by God’s own will, Created to reflect the Light, Was placed with perfect thought and skill To mirror God’s amazing might. ~ Hope, Light, and Love through you He sheds, While holding you in precious hands, Illuminates what once was dead, Shows those around you…
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Desired Havens
Stay close to Him and by His side. Stay near the Word of God. Stay next to Christ – in Him abide. Stay with Him in the flood. ~ Hold out your hand to Him alone. Hold fast and stay the course. Hold on when cold winds whip and blow…
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Trust and Obey
The Maker of Heaven, Of Earth and the sky Gives life to His children. Shows birds how to fly. ~ Tells the oceans and seas How far they can come. Turns them back into clouds Through rays of the sun. ~ His knowledge and wisdom We cannot obtain. He sees…
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A Prayer for my Brother and Sister
“Father, please strengthen my brothers and sisters who are being persecuted for their faith. Lord, as they sit in prisons and fear the footsteps of their persecutors approaching, give them Your strength. My brother’s house has been burned and his city destroyed. His children left alone in fear. Lord, in…
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Looking Back
The cold air hit me this morning, as I set off on my usual trail. The sun had started to soak up the coolness of the night. As I was walking and praying, I felt so grateful even as the familiar path was winding through some darker part of the…
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Of Mercy and Discilpine (Part II)
My mind had started to wander. To be more precise, it had been racing, all over the place. My thoughts were occupied with all the things that needed to get done. When I saw the speed limit sign, I took my foot of the gas and with it my mind…
Heidi Viars 