Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
When Love is abundant, store it awayFor a time of great hate will comeWhen it does and you stand in warring days You’ll have plenty to draw love from. When it’s day and gorgeous Light fills your eyes,Keep the vision of Light in mind.For darkness… Continue Reading “The Wellspring”
To this ONE WORD I want to cleave It is the Word “ABIDE” My foolish ways I want to leave; In Jesus want to hide. But I must know the Devil’s lies; They say “Trapped!” not “Abiding” There in the upside-down he tries To… Continue Reading “Abide – My WORD(s)”
While at my sink doing the dishes today (that’s where I do my best thinking) something occurred to me. My thoughts were prompted by a blog-conversation with Phillip Mullins Writing is a lot like raising kids. My husband and I have six kids. Their ages… Continue Reading “Of Raising Kids and Writing”
“Don’t bother!” Says the small voice in my head. “It’s just a drop in the ocean!” “The suffering in this world’s too great!” “Don’t waste your time and emotions!” What if the pain of the many don’t add? But what if great need comes in ONE? Wouldn’t… Continue Reading “World Changer”
Far in the mountains, way up real high Where the soil turns hard as stone, Where cold grey meets the blue of the sky A strong and rare tree had grown. The roots drew deep, despite the tough ground Through hardened circumstances Strove and… Continue Reading “The Singing Tree”
Why do you wander so aimlessly, My soul, far away from home? Have you been evicted shamelessly By lies … and were made to roam? Your walls, your dignity, once were strong Now broken, and occupied By worries and fears of being wrong –… Continue Reading “Go Home”
The maple seed it twirls around On wings of snowy gusts Up over roofs it spins about Goes where the wind it thrusts. Its journey-end I cannot see Nor grasp where it will lie. It knows that new life comes to be Through willing… Continue Reading “Dying toward Life”
What do I own at the end of the day, When the sun goes down on my old, pale frame? What do I own in this world so vast? My house? My car? The wealth I amassed? What do I own when I sit… Continue Reading “At the End of the Day”
Some time ago, early in the morning, I read in my devotional “A Diary of Private Prayer” by John Baillie. As the sun slowly rose the beams of light shone through my kitchen window. The rays broke through some stained glass and hit the… Continue Reading “The Nearness of God (Sunday Quote)”
Last night the kids and I stopped by the lake to see an amazing sunset. In all my years of taking pictures of sunrises and sunsets I have never seen anything like it. It didn’t take long and people pulled up to take shots… Continue Reading “An Instrument of God”
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