Tag: revival
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Kneeling in Ashes
I bought the hooded jacket not because I needed it, but because it was only five dollars. It fits. It’s light and has a soft lining, perfect for my walks in Wisconsin spring. There is only one problem. It’s white. This morning I realized, white is not conducive to kneeling in a field of ashes.…
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Ground Zero
It started at ground zero. A microscopic organism caused havoc on an entire planet and shut down the World in the physical realm. It made us worry, fear, retreat, and isolate. What might God do, if we became truly infected with His love? What if we stopped protecting our hearts from His painful work in…
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Eating Seeds
I gave you my Word as a seed to plant Into the heart of the lost and faint. I tilled the ground and the seed was ready. The soil was nourished, the rains came steady. But fields lay barren, the harvest was scares. The fruit was little – instead there grew tares. I saw in…
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City on the Hill
I have been praying for revival, for several years. My prayer is for the Universal Church, Jesus’ Body, to see what she is able to do, were she to believe all that He told her. We might have to ask us this question, which is put so poignantly put by Casting Crowns, “One by one,…
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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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A Prayer for my Brother and Sister
“Father, please strengthen my brothers and sisters who are being persecuted for their faith. Lord, as they sit in prisons and fear the footsteps of their persecutors approaching, give them Your strength. My brother’s house has been burned and his city destroyed. His children left alone in fear. Lord, in his heart remind him of…
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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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Wheat and Tares
The ripened heads of wheat bend low With seeds that will not spoil. They know their Maker who did sow Them into prepared soil. Among the wheat the tares grow high – Their prideful stalks not bending, Stretch fruitless bodies to the sky, Not knowing all’s soon ending. Before long harvest brings to light Who’s…
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One at a Time
Laundry piles up on the bed and begs to be folded. After-dinner dishes seem to stack themselves in the sink. The weeds in my flowerbeds stare at me, and the vegetables call to be planted in the garden. The list goes on. Another list grows as well. This one gets longer with each hurt I…
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Revival
What would happen if we prayed for God to make us hungrier for Him, rather than praying for Him to fill our desires? What would happen if we begged God to show us ourselves as we truly are, rather than relying on a mirror and a scale to see if we measure up? What would…
Heidi Viars 