Bride and Groom Lie Hidden for Three Days (Ted Hughes Poem)
She gives him his eyes, she found them Among some rubble, among some beetles He gives her her skin He ...
She gives him his eyes, she found them Among some rubble, among some beetles He gives her her skin He ...
Connecting lives together all one congregation all believers as one one flock of one Shepherd all of us called to ...
The commands of Christ simple and direct to love God and to love our neighbors all of them as ourselves ...
A page from ancient scripture which set their feet in motion again calling, us to worship a new thing, as ...
Something else calling something in the wind whispers of the Spirit calling me to begin Something else in service something ...
All of our lives joined connect to our savior our creator the spirit connecting joining us with eternity by the ...
Your way of connecting with God something personal, separate unique to each one, for each soul Time to be sitting ...
He said, "I am the Bread, the bread that gives life." the metaphor, he is the way the bridge between ...
Her story, her dream a love story, being written words of the path the journey of their lives, apart coming ...
The current of his words flowing waters, alive washing over us, living waters In remembrance of Him His baptism in ...
Woven threads, back and forth weaving a story, a rich fabric strong fibers, bright colors words repeating the message the ...
Stories of faith, of His day and ours indwelling of our God to withstand the evils of this world the ...
living streams of water all around the world moving, in connection across the globe through time and space flowing, ever ...
From the Sea, Galilee, From the Jordan the waters into which Christ fell dying to his life, to the stain ...
Something different, set apart, special this single room in the house, a sanctuary, a refuge a place where the spirit, ...
Her story, her dream a love story, being written in the words of the path the journey of their lives, ...
A pale, lovely, opening trumpet a morning glory, in the pot living with the tomatoes, the marigolds the living garden ...
Oh, if we could but follow these simple words, to love our neighbor, to love our God, so much more ...
Words of the Apostles handed down through time from the earliest trials to the latest age a creed of our ...
The new candle tarts, ready for the winter season shared by the shopper yesterday, the fruits of her labor, presented ...
Scripture creates a mystery of connecting the various threads of faith, of numbered days by the creator and free will ...
In story after story, they didn't exactly shine with great understanding, of the mystery unfolding around them, in their midst, ...
It was as if the synapses were growing in my mind, as he spoke He was, God was connecting the ...
Huge droplets explode in the puddles small lakes in the uneven surface craters in the alley, rivulets connecting them giant ...
I never want to stop Never stop Exploring you Your body, your skin Under my skin Touching you Captivated, bound ...
A ladder, a bridge, a portal connecting us, as the song says, with the company of saints and angels who ...
Do you mind if I write a few lines for you tonight? I'm fuelled for sure, perhaps a bit ebullient, ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
Desine, Paulle, meum lacrimis urgere sepulcrum: nempe tuas lacrimas litora surda bibent. Propertius, IV.11 Don't cry for me, for only ...
She is effulgent in the dark halls of town. She is listening but they are hearing. Her skin is blistering ...
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