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