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Rise Heart
This morning, Lindsey just took my breath away with her words. Please check out her beautiful and hopeful post. “What a blessing it was to read here, Lindsey … THANK YOU!” ~~~ Dawn is an old woman creaking out of bed this morning. Her rosy fingers are slow to pull back the covers. Her sigh Read more
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On Being Seen
For almost two weeks he laid there on the side of the road. He was probably flung overboard by a buckled child who was desperately kicking around for some freedom. He must have slid right past mom’s attention as she pushed a wiggly stroller. The cold December rain and snow did not do him any Read more
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Of Donkey Kong and Saving Lives …
I feel for the carpeted edge of the stairs with socked toes and make sure not to spill the steaming coffee on my way down. The house is still. It’s too early for the heater to kick in. A sliver of moon presses past the pines and mature oaks and reaches through the egress window Read more
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A Speck of Dust – Reflections from my Desk
How often do I empty the ordinary of its grandeur –Toss the light of creation power into the darkness of my ignoranceHow often do I mistake the moon and the stars for dust and decay –Replace the grace of God with happenstance But grace – makes the entire universe land, again and again, In specks Read more
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The Measure of Success
I love the stillness of a quiet house in the early morning. Everyone is sleeping and my coffee steaming while I write. Ever-so-slowly a new morning is poking through the yellowing leaves of the mature oaks by my window. The grandfather clock chimes in the background in rhythm with an old fashioned analog clock on Read more
Heidi Viars 