Tag: forgiveness
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Bitterness
I pull up the rusty gate-latch and step into a soaked garden. I am careful not to rip out the thin threads of morning glory which weave through the gate and a large part of the six food fence. Some of the purple blossoms have already closed in anticipation of the heat. For now, a…
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True Love
This morning I was reading in Proverbs. One verse brought me to tears. I look back on three decades of marriage and am humbled by my husband’s love. Over 25 years ago, he forgave me that which Christians often consider a reason for divorce. As we prayed by his hospital bed, as he was still…
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The Truth about Lies
It’s good to remember where we come from, who we were and who we are today. I am grateful that God’s grace and mercy in Jesus Christ covers my mistakes in the past … and the many I have made and still make in parenting my children. “Never seen him before in my life!” My…
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Prisons of the Heart
Down, deep below and far from light, Exists a prison cell, Where darkness rules, and pain and hurt And unforgiveness dwell. * Your unforgiveness locked the door And now stands there to guard. It trapped your pains of pasts inside This prison of your heart. * The only way is Truth and Light, Which sets…
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I Wonder If She Knows
I wonder if she knows – while she tries to secure life with tightropes, that her control is only an illusion. ~ I wonder if she knows – while she chases for her provisions – that her Maker knows of all her needs. ~ I wonder if she knows – while she searches for…
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Holy Ground
I do not have many opportunities to visit my childhood home. Only every few years, I get to go travel to see my mother and father, sisters, and extended family overseas. There are wonderful aspects to that as well as many drawbacks. A wonderful aspect is that we can easily overlook small offenses. We know…
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Where I Learned to Walk
We arrived at my parents’ home after a long day of traveling almost half way across the world. This morning I grabbed my camera and headed out the door before the sun was up. The crisp morning greeted me and a familiar stillness over these fields and woods invited me to pay close attention to…
Heidi Viars 