Sent by God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He who was sent by God, sends us, out into the world, to continue his work, to be the messenger ...
Poems about accepting (27 Poems)
By Your Word (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Be unto me according to, by your word my life, charted by your will my days turned over submitted to ...
Slaves to God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You and me, his messengers, his servants, slaves to God bringing his invitation that the feast is ready the wedding ...
Black slippers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Black slippers, white socks flowers on her dress long black hair, covering her shoulders kneeling at your altar, accepting the ...
Willful Children (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"self-made" children, willful children, so we are living in the world Humble children we are called Called to be by ...
Awakening Her Spirit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The kernel, the spirit waiting dormant within, the seed planted by the gardener kindled in the grace the moment of ...
Justifying Grace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grace in the accepting, in the conversion, in the repentant heart, seeing the failures, the wrongness of human designs Saying ...
Walking Home (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The story doesn't expressly say, but they appeared to be walking home despondent perhaps, sad certainly, confused or so said ...
Open the Door (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Open the door, step through the threshold enter the house of the father accepting his gift of grace his reconciliation, ...
A Sacrifice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Unlike Isaac, given, offered up by the father alone He was a sacrifice anointed by the Father; but given too ...
Living Stones (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Odd and misshapen living stones, joined together building the foundation, the walls, of Your temple, Your holy church We are ...
Accepting God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Justified not by works. So is the basis of our creed. Only by accepting God, his agape love, are we ...
Will You Let Him In (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He is waiting, patiently at the door of your heart He as knocked, once again Will you let Him in, ...
A Message of Acceptance (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A letter to the people, his people in exile, of acceptance to their lot, this season in exile, as willed ...
Don’t Look Back (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
We are forgiven, blessed by grace able to gather the flowers and blanket for those who complete who finish the ...
Be Like Children (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Children were not privileged, they were the last, the bottom rung on the ladder of life in His day the ...
Open to Adoption (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Choosing to be adopted ah, that is the key point isn't it A different act, when it is a purposeful ...
Typist (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Early morning (or very late night) Carbon and ink eraser, with the bristles Before Whiteout The Corona clacked away Her ...
Sister’s cake (Eugene Field Poems)
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
The Self-Seeker (Robert Frost Poem)
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
Meditation on the A30 (John Betjeman Poem)
A man on his own in a car Is revenging himself on his wife; He open the throttle and bubbles ...
The Self and the Mulberry (Marvin Bell Poem)
I wanted to see the self, so I looked at the mulberry. It had no trouble accepting its limits, yet ...
Portrait of a Boy (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
After the whipping he crawled into bed, Accepting the harsh fact with no great weeping. How funny uncle's hat had ...
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
Emblems of Love (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...