Category: poetry
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Right Now
When I was a teen All skinny and smart I wished for a man With whom never to part. I got a good man And wished for a ring For the vows to last That to me he would cling. He clung to my heart We wished for a child…
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Tornados
I sat on the tailgate of our pick-up truck outside of town and watched a huge storm come together. I could see for miles as it formed over the vast space of Kansas prairie. The low hanging clouds looked like the underside of an egg carton and had an ominous,…
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His Glory
When I stepped outside to take care of my flowers, I found a beautiful surprise. The setting sun was in a haze and its color stunning. For a moment I forgot I was an adult and sat in the grass next to my phlox cushions. I stuck my camera into…
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The Crown
This past week someone asked me to imagine what it would have been like to be there at the scene of the cross, to assume someone’s point of view. The following made its way from my heart. It just stuck there in the ground, bloody and tangled, in an eerie…
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Hesed
There are books that draw you in and change you. This is one of those books. Inexpressible Hesed, The Mystery of God’s Lovingkindness by Michael Card The following poem/prayer made its way from my heart after I read the chapter on God’s lovingkindness shown to us in the book of…
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Worship
I went to the woods this morning to find some solace. I sat there for a few minutes and prayed. The Lord reminded me that it is not only in those great and marvelous buildings where we worship Him, but through our lives and obedience also. I was thinking about…
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God’s Ripples
I walked along the waterfront, Beside a peaceful pond, When from beneath my feet I picked A rock out of the sand. Without much thought I tossed the thing, Into the quiet mirror. It made a splash and ripples great Which slowed as they got nearer. I watched as impact…
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A Strange Place
While walking through the morning fields, My heart is drawn to this strange place A place where all my worries yield Where troubles bend to stunning grace. While my concerns and fears remain, While not one single trouble leaves, I hear, “Child, nothing is in vain!” And there I sense Him in…
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The Center of a Square
Today read about a “square poem”. I loved it and tried it myself Made me think about my theology. I felt like playing Sudoku with Jesus! Here it goes … (it doesn’t quite rhyme … will work on that) You can read it line by line. The columns repeat the…
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What Kind of Hate …
I know that none, not one, would come To God, without belief In Jesus Christ, His only Son. But yet, I rarely grieve. I know that no sincerity In faulty spun ideas Will bring lost souls prosperity But yet, I will not speak. It’s funny how my mouth will move…
Heidi Viars 