Category: prayer
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In Your Presence
(After a walk this morning, I took some time and sat beside the lake. This prayer stirred in my heart and soul … ) In Your Presence Stillness Comfort Peace In Your Presence Wisdom Knowledge Discernment In Your Presence Contentment Fulfillment Gratefulness In Your Presence Detail Intricacy Intimacy In Your…
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Whose House?
This is my house, yet still not mine. My heir will own it for a while. And soon the third comes to reside, Then when he’s done, gets dragged outside. The fourth and fifth, too, don’t stay long. Tell me, to Whom does it belong? (I adapted this poem…
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Wheat and Tares
The ripened heads of wheat bend low With seeds that will not spoil. They know their Maker who did sow Them into prepared soil. Among the wheat the tares grow high – Their prideful stalks not bending, Stretch fruitless bodies to the sky, Not knowing all’s soon ending. Before long…
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Holy Ground
I do not have many opportunities to visit my childhood home. Only every few years, I get to go travel to see my mother and father, sisters, and extended family overseas. There are wonderful aspects to that as well as many drawbacks. A wonderful aspect is that we can easily…
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Early Morning Surpises
Early each day Mercies are new Sufficient grace For me – For you God surprises All those who dare With open eyes Will seek His care. “Abba Father, thank You for giving from Your loving hand each day. Though I don’t understand Your ways, I trust that what You give…
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Where I Learned to Walk
We arrived at my parents’ home after a long day of traveling almost half way across the world. This morning I grabbed my camera and headed out the door before the sun was up. The crisp morning greeted me and a familiar stillness over these fields and woods invited me…
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A Good Friend
I couldn’t wait to put them in a vase. I had picked a few sprigs and blossoms in the field and mixed in ordinary weeds which had grown on the side of the path. A single coneflower, spiderworth, orange milkweed, and tickseed made a beautiful arrangement. I took a vase…
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The List – Turned Around
The list I held in my hand grew longer with each moment I sat in the car. I was about to walk into the store and tried to think of anything that did not make it on the list. I sensed anxiety trying to make its way up from my…
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Seize the Moment
The morning sun Sweet rays of light Time on the run On these paths bright Wish time could stand But moments pass Right through my hand They do not last Help me to see Your will and path Where I should be Seize moments fast The sun soon sets…
Heidi Viars 