In the borning cries of the church (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the borning cries of the church in the holy sacraments breaking of the bread the passing of the cup ...
In the borning cries of the church in the holy sacraments breaking of the bread the passing of the cup ...
The loss of Christ the death of our Savior bound in the sharing each time coming to the table The ...
Anyone different like Mary before us in the dust at our feet looking up at Jesus An indictment, now as ...
Healed of our brokenness restored to our Creator by his death and rising we all are redeemed God's gift to ...
God here with us standing, walking on this journey God's presence all around us yet we cannot see How blind ...
Dying and rising up from the tomb the pit of our suffering the death we have earned from the waters ...
The symbolism of death into the deep waters the tomb of the waters wrapped around us Falling with Christ into ...
The gift of God's grace in dying for us that we may live a costly gift for him; but a ...
God's plan, his promise perfectly fulfilled, the Son, the Messiah becoming the Lamb of God submitting to suffer drinking the ...
Each of us different interacting with our Savior his offer of salvation wooing us to him offering himself all of ...
One man's death though somewhat cathartic yet bringing the pain the loss back to the forefront One man's death hardly ...
Easy with a demon putting a face on evil calling out bin Laden the leader of al Qaeda But now ...
A sense of vindication of closure for the loss not joy in the killing in the taking of a life ...
A quiet resolve a sense of some closure; but the pain still there our innocence gone Without cheering no joy ...
Even the death of evil taken by his choosing refusing to submit to stand in the dock of justice Saddened ...
Do we mourn even for the death of evil of a person bent on our destruction How can we be ...
The requited anger the focus of our rage bin Laden gone, buried in the water in a watery grave A ...
Victory over evil in the cries of war the terrorist brought down but may we not gloat Not like the ...
The moment of this time to forgive bin Laden the one we had so hated gunned down, now dead The ...
The shepherd calling knowing us intimately his voice calling to us in the night More than one lost sheep so ...
Christ dying death, like any other man yet not the end rising, in victory the cross, the grave would not ...
In the cross, the grave in the death and resurrection this is where victory happened Christ defeating death We may ...
Blind to who he was those who should know blind to the man standing before them the Son of the ...
The hour has come the betrayer is at hand the journey has begun the descent to torture and death and ...
Drops of blood like the pressed olives heavy, falling Gethsemane wet with the sweat the anguish the pain of Christ ...
The hired hands the thief on the cross those who could not see mocking our king the living God the ...
Like them so scared unwilling to stand up to stand out to hold fast to his name When we doubt ...
We run away just like them denying our King, our God too afraid to stand in the breach to trust ...
A concerted act of will the last candle burning needing to be extinguished yet laden with meaning rich, in remembrance ...
The world closing in gathered in silence in the gathering shadows we begin The day of his dying his sacrifice ...
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