Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
The heart of Christmas can’t be found In strings of lights on trees. It doesn’t beat in Christmas sounds. With eyes it can’t be seen. The heart of Christmas you can’t buy In store, or shop, or mall. In sleigh with reindeer it can’t…
This last week, I was visiting a friend at her orchard. Branches were bending with lush fruit and my senses were overwhelmed with a deep awareness of God’s abundant provisions. If you are finding yourself in a desperate place today, hurt and in need…
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