Category: prayer
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Trails of Love
This morning I found the most amazing gift in a tiny and unexpected way, through the most unlikely creature. As I was walking and praying, I noticed on the path a snail trail. The substance the creature had left behind showed where it had crawled. I passed by at first,…
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City on the Hill
I have been praying for revival, for several years. My prayer is for the Universal Church, Jesus’ Body, to see what she is able to do, were she to believe all that He told her. We might have to ask us this question, which is put so poignantly put by…
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Love Notes
I almost missed the little slip of paper, which had obviously been torn out of a notebook. It was small enough to escape one’s notice easily. There it sat on the floor. I picked it up and turned it around. Immediately my heart became overwhelmed with this familiar feeling of…
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“Turn Mundane Into Holy”
“LORD, help my prideful heart today, My work before YOUR throne to lay. LORD, teach my selfish stubborn will To quiet down – how to be still. ~ Show me that routine tasks I do, Are not for me, but all for YOU. In mundane work, help others see Christ’s…
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How I Love You!
What all could I do, to show you my love? Should I let the stars sing, or turn planets above? What else could I move, to convince you I care? Should I send raging storms, or move lightening through air? What act of my love would persuade you today? Should…
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Like a Wall
She was holding on to my hand as she walked across the stone wall. She talked away and skipped along knowing she was safe, there on top of the wall, which ran along the path. Suddenly she stopped. Her eyes became fear-filled and her whole body tense. Her grip tightened…
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HE IS ABLE
I found these amazing droplets of ice at the edge of the lake. They had formed at the end of some weeds which were dangling in the water. The gentle waves, ever so slowly, brushed against them and formed perfect little pellets. The right circumstances, temperatures, and weather made it…
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Wrapped Up
There, on top of my dresser sits painting a friend painted years ago in return for a favor. It depicts an open empty tomb and a light beam shining on Christ’s burial cloths. Today, as I passed the picture, the sight of the burial cloth struck me and reminded me…
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Praying Big
I pray Your will, God, be my heart For You to set my life apart For perfect love to cast out fear To know Your presence strong and near To stand in Holy Spirit power. To not grow faint with passing hour To know and speak Your Truth and Word…
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The Answer to Prayer
You prayed, “God, supply!” What you didn’t know, that I had just finished praying, “I surrender! Please God, use me!” Our paths crossed, arranged by God Himself. He answered your prayers. He heard mine. How kind of our God to give us one another As the answers to our prayers.…
Heidi Viars 