They are my treasures (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You have gifted me, oh God with these wonderful, amazing treasures each one a marvel to behold Each a life ...
Poems about orgdevotionaldefault (31 Poems)
A Chartreuse Forest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bright, glowing, chartreuse forest, the young leaves radiating color too bright to absorb, as they would in summer the ...
Speaking without Mouths (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The sunset shouted the other night the glory of God the lilies of the valley whispered this morning the glory ...
The Message of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In every part of creation, the message to those who would hear the love of the creator, the means of ...
A Voice out of the Firmament (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Without mouths to speak the heavens, the earth, creation speaks of the majesty of the creator, the wonders beyond human ...
The Voice of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The eye and the ear, all the senses hear the voice of creation the glory of God revealed, speaking where ...
The Words of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God of creation, speak your words to me through your world let me hear your voice in the heavens in ...
Singing in Babylon (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sing of the king, the love of our God beside us, with us, watching over us in our captivity, or ...
At the Apostles’ Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
All he earned, laid at the apostles' feet freely giving his all, for community adding his due to the common ...
To Each as Any Had Need (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Out of the bounty, the faithful gifts the community was fed, all were cared for to each as any had ...
Deep Roots (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Deep roots, of faith anchoring our lives in the good soil, reaching down into the living waters fed by the ...
More than Random Chance (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We are wonderfully made unique in all the world, amazing creations of the loving creator, worthy of grace in our ...
Comfort in the Creator’s Arms (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
I take comfort, assurance in the words of the psalm, the ancient truths living in the book of the people ...
Wonderfully Made (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An amazing creation each one of us, evidence, proof of a design a living creator molding us, breathing life into ...
Wherever I Am (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God is with me wherever I am even before I am born watching my creation as a potter at the ...
Knowing My Days (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Lord knows me, my days before they are lived out My days written in the book of life the ...
A Variety of Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The wondrous gifts, each given to a person prophesy, wisdom, tongues beyond comprehension the spiritual gifts, needed for the body ...
For the Common Good (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We each are gifted, given spiritual gifts the parts for the body, the hands, the feet, the ears, the parts ...
The Same God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The same God, blessing each of us with singular gifts, for us to use, to share for the common good, ...
To Each is Given (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us given, blessed, with gifts of the spirit with wisdom, with preaching, with prophesy, with tongues able to ...
In the Flash of Light (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God was there, in the brilliant flash of light in the booming voice from on high speaking to His tormented, ...
In the Days of Darkness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like the flash of light, God was in the days of darkness, the prayer and fasting in his cell in ...
Living Angels (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The little pieces, bits of grace some which could easily go unnoticed people, living angels, helping us making our days ...
Washing All Their Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Even the betrayer, the one who shared the bowl who would give him over to man even him, Christ washed ...
Who Dips the Bread in the Bowl (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dipping the bread, his body into the wine, his blood so was the betrayer, the one who gave him over ...
Use Me as I am (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lord, even now, when I am cracked, chipped imperfect, use me as I am, to do your work, here in ...
Being Ever New Clay (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Mold me, Lord. Pick me back up, when I am chipped, cracked, broken into pieces, when my glaze fades, when ...
Walking Humbly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Without our heads down; but with our eyes focused on God, on his favor, on our faithfulness to Him we ...
Cheerful Piety (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Quiet, reverent, cheerful piety living happily in relationship in direct connection with God Praying, fasting, giving, communing with God, not ...
Waiting for the Lord (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I wait, as the psalmist did for the guidance of the Lord, for his provision, for his will to be ...