The Way (Amy Lowell Poem)
At first a mere thread of a footpath half blotted out by the grasses Sweeping triumphant across it, it wound ...
Poems about communing (27 Poems)
New York at Night (Amy Lowell Poem)
A near horizon whose sharp jags Cut brutally into a sky Of leaden heaviness, and crags Of houses lift their ...
A Life of Worship (2) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
not just on Sunday not real if it is a life of worship focused on God communing with our Maker ...
The Tugging of God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wooing us to him his presence tugging calling our spirits walking with us all of our lives indwelling in us ...
Intentional (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Purposeful, leaving the world intentionally spending time in the word Time set apart by ourselves with God to offer our ...
God’s voice in the silence (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
In a place of quiet in being with God God's voice in the silence speaking to us calm in the ...
Rent Our Hearts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lord, in our stillness understanding the distance the gap between us filled only by Christ Rent our hearts tear us ...
The Next Steps of Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Listening, stilling ourselves waiting for a message communing with God waiting for his blessing hearing his voice calling us on ...
Listening to God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our sense of prayer of speaking to God of letting it all hang out asking for what we think we ...
The Chasm between Us (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not beside me if truth were to be told alone God would deny me so base is my soul The ...
Talking with Our Creator (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In praying, alone in our room we, mere humans, following Christ's teachings reverently, honestly talking with our creator Bringing our ...
Sabbath Is (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For each of us a different meaning Sabbath Is what we need it to be setting our daily tasks aside ...
A joy, not a duty (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of this, the perspective looking with new eyes a joy, not a duty communing, walking with God Like his ...
Balancing Worship – revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
To love Jesus, really love his ministry, his message We need to see him, as he was, as he was ...
An Image of the Garden (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I often dream, daydream imagining the garden the world forming, from nothingness the heavens, the waters tamed the garden, a ...
Without Easter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The cross, the sacrifice, the suffering taking on our sins, to reconcile us to the creator that is the story, ...
By the Sea of Galilee (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He took us there, beside the Sea of Galilee walking by the shore, sitting and pondering life where Jesus had ...
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 ...
His Knowing Hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He may have done it, almost unconsciously, a natural gesture, an instinctive act I just happened to be there, in ...
Into the Chapel (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bit of quiet time me and God, away from the others spending time, listening mostly amidst the prayers and ...
Devotionals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Daily time spent with you in the word Effective way to center me for my day Vehicle for communing with ...
Answers to Prayer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three parts to the story, in the telling of the way of prayer the words to raise, persistence in the ...
In the Quiet of the Circle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We sat around the living room a more casual gathering the small flock listening to the word, yes; but sharing ...
Approaching the Table (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We walk silently, hands cupped rising to receive the bread, dip into the wine, the living symbol of his blood, ...
To M.L.S. (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning- Of all to whom thine absence is the night- The blotting ...
In Youth I have Known One (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods - her winds - her mountains ...
Stanzas (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne; Her woods- her wilds- her mountains- the intense ...