Tag: Holy Spirit
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Maybe and Amen
There, at the entrance of every new path,At the onset toward Uncertainty and Longing,Stands an iron gate called Maybe, Guarded by towering, stoic sentries. They vet the traveler’s weak desire,Try to persuade the meek to turn around.Fear and doubt tucked tightly into their sheaths.“Beware,” they whisper in unison. Take hold of the path, dear Soul!Look…
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The Night After Christmas
Christmas is over. The house is quiet. Sheets and towels softly tumble in the dryer. The dishwasher is swooshing almost unnoticeably. Our kids and their spouses went back home. Everything moves quickly past. Even the garbage was picked up this morning. The disposable dessert plates and shreds of wrapping paper disappeared into the…
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I Can Do That!
Some choices come easy. Those that do, usually don’t qualify as obedience. I don’t fish. I’d be hard-pressed if you asked me to set a fishing pole. When I came across this sign on my walk, I chuckled and said to myself, “I can do that!” I had no problem obeying. Digging through six inches…
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God’s Gentleness
I got up early and headed for the woods. I asked the Lord to help me make my thoughts obedient to Christ. I just wanted to hear Him, not my own words in my head. Looking down at my feet, I thanked Him for being the Light to my feet and for shining His Truth…
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The Promise
God promised me a Filling Pow’r His Helper gave to me. But I, instead of living filled, live empty, in defeat. ~ God gifted me the Holy Ghost Through Jesus’ sacrifice. Instead of living in His strength I struggle and I fight. ~ God purposed truth and peace for me. His Comforter to know. His…
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Silence Please
I walked into the woods today, God’s will and heart to find. I poured my worries on the way. Searched Him for rest of mind. ~ As quiet came and stillness neared, My racing thoughts He eased. My doubting soul and all I feared Were ushered into peace. ~ As voices in my head…
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Winter of the Soul
Cold covers the earth. She has seeped under every rock and crevasse and is trying her best to make her way through my front door and windows. She is staying, not budging nor moving on soon. She has blanketed the barren trees with her companion, the snow. Branches stretch like bony hands into the sky…
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Getting a Grip
Ice and snow made the paths treacherous. I was not in the mood of falling again. Once was enough. (I also much rather get an increased heart rate from a brisk walk than from falling headlong in the snow.) I pulled the traction spikes across the bottom of my boots. As the rubber parts stretched…
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Five-Dollar Blessings
(Several of you, have asked me to share how the Lord provided through five-dollar gift cards to a homeless ministry in Chicago. I pray the following recalling of the events brings God all the glory. I am not that bright nor do I have the means to provide in such abundance. I have become utterly…
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Open Me
Open my eyes to the souls next to me. Open my vision to hearts who can’t see. Open my ears so their cries I can hear. Open my life, living Christ’s hope – not fear. Open my arms to the hurt and the lost. Open my wallet not counting the cost. Open my hands to…
Heidi Viars 