Tag: suffering
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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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Of Giant and Tiny Blessings
Black-capped Chickadees are my favorite birds. They are so friendly and nosy. They bounce toward the bird feeders like tiny Tiggers in the Hundred Acre Wood. They communicate with up to sixteen different calls, making these North American forests ring with their chatter in any season. After I fill my feeders, Chickadees are the first…
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The Suffering of God
God spoke Himself into the dark, Formed part of Him from Him apart. While in His work His love made known, What wasn’t God’s would soon be shown. The suff’ring fields began to grow, For Evil came at night to sow. Among the grains of love and care Now grew a pois’nous plant, a tare.…
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Trust and Obey
The Maker of Heaven, Of Earth and the sky Gives life to His children. Shows birds how to fly. ~ Tells the oceans and seas How far they can come. Turns them back into clouds Through rays of the sun. ~ His knowledge and wisdom We cannot obtain. He sees all injustice. He sees all…
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Looking Back
The cold air hit me this morning, as I set off on my usual trail. The sun had started to soak up the coolness of the night. As I was walking and praying, I felt so grateful even as the familiar path was winding through some darker part of the woods. At one point, I…
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These Days
These cold days say that you can’t grow They say, “There’s only pain!” But other days will surely show These days are not in vain. ~ Though troubles, just like rain and frost, Are now here – that’s for sure – In Christ we hope and have our trust In Him we can endure. ~…
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PAIN
I took this picture this morning on my walk. The tree reminded me of “PAIN” … how the branches had grown up-ward in a struggle of sort. On their own, one might consider each a wayward attempt at being a part of a strong tree. However, as the sun reflected behind the tree, the branches…
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Tears
Tears are vast as an ocean is deep come from children, and mothers, from the hungry, the weak. Tears are abundantly flowing each day. They pour from our hearts … drain our souls as we pray. * In repentance we shed them, in anger, in pain, in sorrow of death, flow from hurt and from…
Heidi Viars 