march 31st sunrise 027

Time is a measure of joy and of pain,
An allotment for seasons, for sun and rain.
Beginning and end is the breadth of time’s span –
Time on earth has a limit for man.

The Creator, all-wise and knowing all things,
Made time for us here to bring us to Him.
He set our clocks to run their course;
Nothing can change the Hand and its force.

No one knows when the time will be spent,
When this life and the world will come to their end.
Lord, teach me today that tomorrow can wait,
And that tears over yesterday might be to late.

pier in the early morning sun

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
 a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
 a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
 a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
 a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (ESV)
(Pictures and poetry, Heidi Viars, 2017)

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snowy February morning 009

“Lord, there was silence today. 
The forest didn’t speak,
Only a lonely crow, calling into an icy morning for company. 

Lord, ice-covered paths were before me. 
The paths didn’t speak, 
Only the sound of my slow, unsure steps. 

Lord, snow-covered fields surrounded me. 
The fields didn’t speak,
Only a gentle, quiet whisper from the sun on my face.

Lord, thank you for silence, 
For assurance of your presence, 
and for the Hope in our hearts.”

cross in woods February 2014 002

“For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel,
“In returning and rest you shall be saved;
in quietness and in trust shall be your strength. …”(ESV)
Isaiah 30:15

December 10th, 2012, snow, woods, trees, winter 017 (Pictures and words, Heidi Viars, 2017)

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God, Infinite – limitless LORD,
Whom all give glory with one accord.
How could I come, petition this King,
Of Whom the stars and angels sing?

God, Omniscient – the foundation of truth,
Who knows Himself and knows me from youth,
How could I enter the Throne Room of Grace,
When I wouldn’t dare to look at Your face?

God, Immutable – not changing in being,
Perfect in purpose, all-wise and all-seeing,
Who draws with His love and covers my shame,
Who sees all of me – and loves me the same.

“Lord, God of all Creation, keep me today from a low view of You. Help me not to draw You down into my own understanding, but lift my mind higher and higher toward Your holiness. Help me seek Your face.”

And no creature is hidden from his sight,
but all are naked and exposed
to the eyes of him
to whom we must give account.

Hebrews 4:13 (ESV)

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God of the Past

Looking at the future can be scary. But looking at the past can be even more scary.
This video that my son made as a capstone for his degree in Media Business produces a bit of fear in me, as I stare at the past. I hope though that God will use it to encourage some to look to the Light of this Season, the real reason for our Hope, Jesus Christ.

To Corey,
“Thank you, Son, for being the man that you are. I pray that God would use you mightily and make you a person who draws back the curtain of life, so people can see God’s amazing love for mankind. You did good with this video … despite what you had to work with :-)”

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Praying for America

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The Flaw

I look around and clearly see
That flawlessness you need from me.
Perfection is what makes you tick.
But can’t you see the Devil’s trick?

I look around and what I know
That I’m not welcome. I must go.
In my blemishes and flaws,
It does appear I am at fault.

I look around and do perceive
I have no place. I better leave.
Don’t be surprised though when I’m gone …
You still have self to look upon.

For when you look deep in your heart,
You’ll see that God made me a part
Of His plan and of His cure.
To point to Christ, the One who’s pure.

Don’t so quickly try to end
Or fix the broken – try to mend
What is here to point to God.
For it is YOU who’s really flawed.

Thanks to David Robertson for pointing to a powerful documentary and his excellent commentary at

A World Without God -6 statements in Sally Phillips’ BBC doc that show us where we’re heading

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Spirit of God

img_1205“Like the wind I cannot see,
Like the gust of air I feel,
Become the breath inside of me,

Oh, Spirit of God.

Like a fire in a hearth,
Like a flame comes from spark,
Set me ablaze – set me apart,

Oh, Spirit of God.

Like a lighthouse in the night,
Like the dawning sun brings sight,
Be my compass be my guide,

Oh, Spirit of God.

Let my heart no longer doze,
In what I think nor what I sow,
But freely through You make Christ known,

Oh, Spirit of God.”

“The Spirit of God has made me,
And the breath of the Almighty gives me life.”
Job 33:4
(Poetry and Pictures by Heidi Viars, 2016)

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