Tag: grace
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Frozen Light
“Meet me at the cross.” The voice wasn’t audible, but couldn’t have been more clear. As I drove into the woods, I knew where He wanted me to go. I don’t hear from God with my ears, and not often as clearly as I did that morning. Mostly, He makes Himself known to me in…
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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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Notes of Grace
Though all is cold, seek notes of grace On frozen paths, forsaken ways. Tune ear and soul to notes of grace, For God conducts as grace notes chase ~ His song is tuned to notes of grace Make ears attend, turn up your face, Still frenzied noise in nature’s place, Hear love displayed in notes…
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Cease Striving
“Hey mom, this dinner is excellent! Did you follow the recipe?” His face tried to hide a mischievous smile. He amazed me with his teenage gift of stating the obvious without getting in trouble. And in this case, I have to admit (and please no one tell him), he was right. Instructions are not my…
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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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Bathing in Grace
How could my sick heart fathom The love you pour out Each moment I am breathing In fears and out doubt. Teach my soul to be silent – To know Your sweet grace. Teach my heart to be open To You lift my gaze. Help my heart hear the sweet song You sing over me.…
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Stuck
I had good intentions not to get stuck this time. Then it happened again, right there between the pages of the Old Testament. I was finding myself unable to move forward. I prayed “God, I don’t understand You.” It was difficult to read every morning, and I was getting farther and farther from the goal…
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Worthy
He stood there on the side of the road, next to the shopping center. His big frame and bearded face were bent toward the ground, not like a strong man should stand. He held his cardboard sign across his chest as if to tell the world what he was. The words were written in black…
Heidi Viars 