Even there Your hand will lead me poems and reflections by Heidi Viars. My heart is overwhelmed with the glimpses of your kindness toward me. My soul cannot comprehend your deep, abiding love. Even though I mocked your Word of Truth, you loved me despite my foolishness. Even though I drove those nails into your hands, you touched me and healed my brokenness. Even though I despised your leading, you gently called my name and drew me into your presence.

Keep choosing the path of hope. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive new posts by email. Join 5,417 other followers. Being depressed did not make me an innocent in hell. Enough with the endless abortion euphemisms. Hope is not an emotion. My students are helping me recover from depression. What we can learn from the developmentally disabled. When I told my professors about my depression.

My Family and Other Places. The Swelling Year Poetry Project.

The other day I noticed a flowering hedge next to my house that was looking sort of sickly. My wife also noticed and took a few minutes to prune away the dead flowers and leaves that were just hanging on. It was totally revitalized! 1 Practice The Principle of Pruning. 2 Stay Connected to Jesus.

Sevennotesofgrace musing about music and its Creator. Musing about music and its Creator. God made humans in his image so that the world would be filled with reflectors of God. Seven billion statues of God. So that nobody would miss the point of creation.

The lighter side of the heavy side of ministry. Poking fun and provoking thought. The Pastor and Staff Meetings. 3 Have some time in the Word. Pray for your staff out loud. Allow them to pray for you as well. Pray for the burdens and the vision of the church. It is a sad reality that many churches have staff that seldom or never prays together privately. Where were you last night? No sir I was at the .