Vine – haiku – 1 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
branches on the vine so we should live, connected drawing strength from God January 30, 2009 (Raymond A. Foss)
branches on the vine so we should live, connected drawing strength from God January 30, 2009 (Raymond A. Foss)
In the word made flesh connected to creation all part of God's plan January 3, 2009 John 1:1-18 (Raymond A. ...
Poverty, the lack of drinking water, famine, starvation, uninsured children, dying, a pandemic of diseases with known cures these are ...
The hope of America, in the words of liberty the hope of a new life, in freedom "Give us your ...
Amid the controlled chaos the schoolyard, playground this morning ribbons of children, running, skipping, dancing over the blacktop, being children, ...
A single voice, or so it would seem, a wondrous truth, the call of this congregation and the love of ...
The pastor's message, his sermon a real conversation, about real life his eye surgery the thread of the sermon, the ...
Nurtured in the vine living, growing, bearing fruit while connected, the branches with the stem the root deeply planted, anchored ...
There was symmetry, balance in the telling of the story around the fire of the connection of the four races ...
Standing in the cold with those who knew you more those I know who wear the badge who fight the ...
The name of the sermon the point of the message was "Our Highest Ideal" but it was the underlying subtext ...
We are connected one another, every moment, every place, every cell, every movement, every utterance each action, reverberates echoes, across ...
Think of me at 7 I'll be thinking of you She said, as we parted. Words to keep connected Even ...
I know, I know The word is contracts . Well. Notwithstanding. Aforesaid forbearance to assert Title manifest objection Ancient precedents ...
"Until we touch again" I whispered, in your ear As we embraced, before our parting A summer/a lifetime together Closer ...
One year since You opened your heart to me. To share deep feelings To take a chance. Love, lust, fear ...
Dearest, note how these two are alike: This harpsicord pavane by Purcell And the racer's twelve-speed bike. The machinery of ...
The manic fires flared again today, very much the same irrational urges blazing from the open grate, urgent fervours that ...
Somebody please explain, can you help me understand; I've watched the weather radar creep its colours on the screen and ...
I said goodbye and went to bed to die; I never knew that they had lied - was quite surprised ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories