Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
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,…
“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…
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….
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….
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…
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…
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