Pondering and poetry by heidi viars
Posted on August 3, 2013
by Heidi Viars
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…
Category: Christian Poetry, Devotional, poetry, Ponderings, Prayer, Revival, Song, Sunrises - PicturesTags: Angels, heaven, hell, Judgment Day, Last Day, parable, revival, tares, wheat
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