Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
I am sitting here in the middle of summer, bogged down by winter. In early spring our roof partially collapsed from the weight of ice and snow. We noticed our dilemma in the middle of April after the snow finally melted. Since then we…
Lord, squeeze me like a sponge today, Let tears like water flow. For while I’m in your hand, you said, You’d never let me go. ~ You tightly hold me in Your grip. You wring my past sins out. And from Your hand my…
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