Category: Christian non-fiction
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Peace and Quiet
The house is quiet. The seconds drip out of the clock into my ears. I remember my grandmother’s clock – and different seconds ticking away. Slower ones made their way across a quiet table, set for two. Time for quiet. Time for silence – Only the dripping of seconds. I…
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His Will – Our Prayer
~ Help us to fight with the sword of Your Word – Battle for loved ones, the sick, and the hurt. Strengthen our weak faith and give us Your mind, In Your name pray for the lost and the blind. ~~~ Teach us to lift up who can’t on their…
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Returning to Joy
I am forever grateful to my God who saved me from the darkness and brought light into my life through Christ! Today, I am grateful that even when things seem dark, I can know that He is the Light of my Life and His Word a Lamp to my feet.…
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Adjustments
The large brass pendulum swings quietly back and forth. The gentle ticking has become such welcome background noise to my quiet time. Three brass weights, drawn by gravity, pull the many gears inside the clockwork and indicate once again the right time. Recently, I made a big mistake. I was…
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ELOHIM
He is amazing. He is creative. He is more than we can ever comprehend. He wants us to know how much He loves us. He wants us to see how much He cares. Then, when we try to understand, Try to see, Try to hear, He overwhelms our souls and…
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Crossing Paths with Humility
The path was covered in snow and undisturbed by humans. Only animal tracks were visible. Then a set of tiny foot prints caught my eyes. A small bird had been here before me. His small frame had pushed its tracks gently in the snow and now drew my eyes to…
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Your Only Weapon
The following poem was inspired by a wonderful wordsmith and poet. She recently wrote a poem titled “Where’s Your Bible”. Please check out her God-honoring writings at Christian Poetry by Deborah Ann Your Only Weapon Sword of the Spirit, Word of God The weapon no foe can defeat Law of…
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PAIN
I took this picture this morning on my walk. The tree reminded me of “PAIN” … how the branches had grown up-ward in a struggle of sort. On their own, one might consider each a wayward attempt at being a part of a strong tree. However, as the sun reflected…
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Early Morning Finds
(What marvelous treasures I found this morning. With only -1 degrees Fahrenheit ( -17 degrees Celsius) these finds warmed my heart!) God is a Marvelous Creator. Come walk with me – I know, it’s cold. But let’s go out to see What marvels our God prepared- Find what our paths…
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Of Mercy and Discipline
There are few questions I despise. One of them is, “Do you know how fast you were going, ma’am?” I knew I was busted. He was nicely tucked in at the bottom of the hill. As soon as I passed him, he pulled out. With my eyes glued to my…
Heidi Viars 