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Please Pray
Please pray for my Aunt and Uncle in Germany (Stolberg). They lost everything in the flood this week. Thank you
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Psalms and my New Problem
“New!” It’s not always my favorite word.“New” – makes me halt and wonder,“Why change?”I was getting crabby, right there in the middle of singing praises to God.“Too loud!”“Too new!”“I like it the old way!”I heard my thoughts repeat themselves. Then, as if the earth itself suddenly opened, right there on Sunday morning, 10:15 am, the…
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Reflections
Not a light made by man Can compare to the dew –To the millions of strands Which the morning makes new Not a word I can shout Can come close to God’s Word When the flower speaks out In her silence He’s heard. “And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour…
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Feet
We were asked to write about feet in our writing class. I wondered what my feet and life would look like at the end of my journey. This is a (super)short story. “Oma, what’s wrong with your feet?” She smiles at me as she skips toward my wheelchair. I feel her…
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Your Story Matters
Every so often we meet people and happen into circumstances which leave us changed. Leslie Leyland Fields and her writing courses have done this for me. Sometimes I feature books and other things worth exploring… this is one of those times. https://www.leslieleylandfields.com/whyyourstorymatters
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Notifications
I just checked my blog. Nope. No little bell going off. Then I checked my Facebook. Nope. No little hearts for likes. Then I checked outside. I found hundreds of both. Father, forgive me. I often chase the empty, short-lived praise of man, when your word to me is love.” ~“For am I now seeking…
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Kneeling in Ashes
I bought the hooded jacket not because I needed it, but because it was only five dollars. It fits. It’s light and has a soft lining, perfect for my walks in Wisconsin spring. There is only one problem. It’s white. This morning I realized, white is not conducive to kneeling in a field of ashes.…
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Looking Through
I was eight when Voyager 1 launched into space in 1977. The NASA mission opened the universe and provided the world with a whole new view. Human kind was now able to peer through the eyes of a spacecraft deeper into the stars. Our planet never looked the same to us after the probe sent…
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Of Giant and Tiny Blessings
Black-capped Chickadees are my favorite birds. They are so friendly and nosy. They bounce toward the bird feeders like tiny Tiggers in the Hundred Acre Wood. They communicate with up to sixteen different calls, making these North American forests ring with their chatter in any season. After I fill my feeders, Chickadees are the first…
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It’s Puzzling to Me
As I prayed, staring out into the cold day, my eyes fell on the tiny water droplets on the window, first frozen then melted condensation. My heart is unable to fathom His goodness and imagine His love – Yet, I am forced to try and put Him into my failing words. In frost and winter’s…
Heidi Viars
Finding the Image of God
