Written on His Staff (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each church will be given a chance to speak a commitment of love to offer their best for the world ...
Poems about district (31 Poems)
A Pen for God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In my hand a pen to share a message to offer my gifts to God to answer his calling What ...
Freedom to Hate (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The dark side of our freedoms of religion and speech the power to lift up and the power to hurt ...
Shaped by Your Hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Their hands are your hands our neighbors the potters when we are out in the world to conform us to ...
Gathered in the Upper Room (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pausing in the congregation remembering, ever, He knew, he was fully aware that which they/we could not comprehend The sacrifice, ...
Hope in My Hand (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What do we hold in our hand he asked each loving heart all of us gathered in worship the words ...
What we have to give to God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"Children", "Sunday School" the responses of the girls in answering the pastor what we have to give to God something ...
Shaped by their hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Their hands on our lives shaped as by the potter the saints in our lives those who have touched us ...
Through Me (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A door, let me be Through me let them know you oh God, I pray that the world would see ...
The Staff of God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Whatever our gifts our sense of limitations our doubts, our past the staff of God in our hands his words ...
A Servant, Like Our Master (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On our knees before our brothers a servant to our neighbors like our master washing the disciples feet touching one ...
Shaped through their hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The cloud of witnesses those on our journey whom God has used potters to our clay God's will to affect ...
Praying the Great Thanksgiving (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Breathing the words of our faith the liturgy of communion not merely reading the words but praying the Great Thanksgiving ...
What you believe (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So clear, the message, as he preached what you believe, so you will act What do you believe about Christ, ...
Their Compass (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Their compass, their due North was him, not their struggle not their fight with the District, the system They focused ...
Gilbert Doesn’t Have to Go to School (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Tom can get the cash, and Gilbert doesn't have to go to that public school first. October 10, 2007 11:54am ...
A Hobbesian Choice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
To put your child in harm's way to subject them to the whim of bureaucracy to let them care for ...
A Litmus Test (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Subjecting yourself, your child to an inadequate plan, a failure of law, of implementation, or fiat at its worst That ...
It’s a Talisman (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Statutory interpretation sparing over the meaning, the import of precision, of a bit of administrative law boiled down to the ...
We urge the legislature to act. (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
With these words, the majority opinion ends How sad, they are, how ignoble an assessment of failure on an awful ...
Vernal Pool (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
http://www.epa.gov/owow/wetlands/types/vernal.html, http://www.vernalpool.org/ Ah, now I can support The project, the building The school, the purchase, the land A vernal pool ...
The Countryman Who Sought His Calf (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
A COUNTRYMAN, one day, his calf had lost, And, seeking it, a neighbouring forest crossed; The tallest tree that in ...
Ballad of the Army Carts (Tu Fu Poem)
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, each with a bow and arrows at his ...
Balbus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
I'll tell you the story of Balbus, You know, him as builded a wall; I'll tell you the reason he ...
One Of Their Gods (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
When one of them passed through the market place of Seleucia, toward the hour that night falls as a tall ...
The Reeve’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Part 8 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
96. The Inventory (Robert Burns Poem)
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
91. The Vision (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...