Category: Christian non-fiction
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AT THE END OF THE DAY
(Just recently my friend, who inspired this poem died. After visiting him in the nursing home several months ago, these words came to me on the way home, while God displayed a marvelous sunset in the sky… it made me wonder…) * What do I own at the end of…
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Stop Looking
You look for love and acceptance, and drain those around you. You long for fullness of understanding, and find only souls whom you and others have emptied. You seek for compassion in friends and are willing to walk to the end of your days to find those who show it,…
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Words and Deeds
(There is so much we can do. If we let God’s love penetrate into the depth of our hearts, He will show us and will enable us to love in bold ways… one person and one hurt at at time.) We talked for hours And blogged for days. We read…
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The Father’s Heart
“Who do you think you are?” “You can’t hide that ugly scar?” “Your sin is too great! You’re too far, From your Father’s heart.” * Those lies are loud. Those voices clear. They draw my selfish heart and steer Toward hurt and shame and never near My Father’s heart. *…
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Fine Linen
A lot of mud gets dragged in when snow starts melting. Clothes and shoes get dirty quickly. Maybe that is why most weddings happen in the summer. Maybe the mud and muck clinging to the bride’s gown would distract from her beauty. In Revelation 19 the Bible describes the Bride…
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A Day is Like a Thousand Years
Sometimes our days feel like drops in an ocean. Out of the seemingly abundant supply of time they appear insignificant and disappear never having left a meaningful mark or made a difference in us. We call them ordinary, mundane or even irrelevant. Then there are those days which leave us…
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Where is God When We Hurt?
This question is frequently asked. I wonder if the question can be turned around. “Where are we when God hurts? Do we walk in the good works that He has prepared for us to do? Are we zealous for good deeds? Are we seeking His heart and try to change…
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Footprints in the Snow
The walk was beautiful. On this very last day of the year, snow-covered paths, fields and trees spread out in front of me. Only a week ago, 15-18 inches of snow had come down and covered the earth all around me. I took deep breaths and was feeling tremendously blessed…
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The Word for the Year on the Road Less Traveled
The word is … “Surrender”… Yes, this morning He confirmed it. I was walking on groomed paths through the woods. It was a beautiful 3 mile walk. At one point I came to a fork in the road. I had a choice, taking the plowed, easy, pretty road, or take…
Heidi Viars 