Not Just an Earthquake (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God with us, right beside us in the troubles of life along our walk upon this earth When the world ...
God with us, right beside us in the troubles of life along our walk upon this earth When the world ...
Her crying, her anguish so real, understanding so well Her cries in the wilderness her children not answering a nightmare ...
The sound of Rachel continuing her crying remaining in pain long after the earth became quiet after it stopped shaking ...
The individual struggles the trials of our lives tremors shaking our ground in these, Christ by our side The spirit ...
So much of memory in the senses triggered both happy times and times that shake our souls Reminders in the ...
Reflecting, on our place in the garden our role in its suffering, its need for rest spending time with the ...
The words, the rhythms the vibrations in the music shimmering in my soul words of the student power in these ...
The Cross, the Christ our stumbling block, our stone in the road challenging our love of self of the world, ...
The words, the colors, the music cascading over me, a wonder of imagery the magic of radio notes drifting in ...
Close to our savior, our brother feeling the yoke, the weight he carried the cross he bore, for me, for ...
These days, these times, more focused, more centered, fasting, praying, thinking about You about the path you walked, in that ...
Study, prayers, fasting growth through study, meditation through some sacrifice, some meager change some discipline, holy, drawing us closer to ...
Closer, ever closer, drawn to the cross, to the foot of the cross our savior's burden his suffering, his sacrifice ...
God's message, the singular good news told simultaneously, a cacophony, a symphony of voices, as if birds singing on a ...
The symphony of Pentecost many voices singing, playing, proclaiming the same melody each playing a special part the different voices, ...
If only we would just run forward, mile on mile, not look backward, behind us, second guessing, looking for the ...
Sudden epiphany, realization warming of her spirit in the recognition understanding the meaning in the feeling she felt, knowing, she ...
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
The wind comes whispering to me of the country green and cool-- Of redwing blackbirds chattering beside a reedy pool; ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
THE READERS of the Boston Evening Transcript Sway in the wind like a field of ripe corn. When evening quickens ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The Cowboy had a sterling heart, The Maiden was from Boston, The Rancher saw his wealth depart- The Steers were ...
This hideous, upholstered in gift-wrap fabric, chromed in places, design possibility for the future canned ham. Its genius wonderful, circa ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
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