Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
Gracious and Loving Father, While we feel trapped in our homes, help us to see that we are trapped by sins and free in Christ. While we look at our screens and feel helpless, help us to look out the window and see your…
While I washed my hands today, I asked the Lord to bless the work of our hands. I thought of an encounter at the store. I don’t remember much of her, No name, nor what she wore, But that her old hands made me…
I just scratched off the last appointment on my calendar. Now what? How about we get together here and pray? IN THE COMMENT SECTION Tell us your favorite go-to verse … and/or 2. Tell us how we can pray for you specifically. Be as…
My oldest son is a producer of a morning show for a news station a few hours away from here. I am thinking a lot about him these days. I know that he has to sort and prioritize through a barrage of news every…
Long ago, at a time when wars were fought with swords, in a warring country, lived a young, valiant man who yearned to fight at the front lines of the raging battle. He was courageous and often asked his father for a sword so…
He wasn’t dying. That is, he wasn’t dying as quickly as everyone expected. Dying slowly was one thing; dying alone was another. She hated the thought that he had to endure both. She pulled up a chair next to his hospital bed and reached…
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