Restore the Funding (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pull back from the brink this collective madness restore the funding to aid our neighbors The social contract the covenant ...
Poems about essential (31 Poems)
To Abandon Their Children (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
To abandon their children the unthinkable to give up their homes to lose their freedom The State essential our duty, ...
The Living Core (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The beating heart the living core the essential truth the living word The scripture revealing the essential nature the love ...
Love is the Fulfillment of the Law (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
To understand love to comprehend His commandments the connection of the two bonded, in union neither are separate as the ...
Accepting Our Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us given gifts for the kingdom special talents to lift the church up Each of us called to ...
Called Into Service (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us uniquely as given by the spirit gifts for the work building up the church of God Called ...
Accepting Her Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us specially gifted given talents for the kingdom leadership, or vision of speaking in tongues Whether our brother ...
The Bread of Life (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The bread of life basic, essential food a simple metaphor of something far grander So he spoke, to the people ...
Quietly, at Your Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lord, in the stillness of your house, in the troubled places in our hearts let us sit quietly, at your ...
Cleansing Waters (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
physical waters, spiritual waters cleansing waters, the washing of the Holy Spirit anointing, laying on of hands, healing transforming our ...
Even the Children (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The work, the contribution even the children, parts of the body essential to the teaching, ministry feeding each of us ...
A Good Father (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The children had their thought the ingredients essential A little bit of love, or a whole lot, care, oh we ...
Different Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Spiritual gifts, given to each according to the spirit, the one same spirit descending like tongues of fire, on to ...
A Variety of Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The wondrous gifts, each given to a person prophesy, wisdom, tongues beyond comprehension the spiritual gifts, needed for the body ...
The Same God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The same God, blessing each of us with singular gifts, for us to use, to share for the common good, ...
Precious Threads (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like precious threads, woven together so is the church, the body of Christ Each one of us a precious thread, ...
The Essential Thing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Busy, busy lives, moving from task to task lists and messages, and calls, a barrage of things, things to capture ...
A Greater Debt (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An essential lesson was lost by the Pharisee that day Yes she had a greater debt, and poured out her ...
Inviolate (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Simple truths, essential truths beliefs held inviolate for our nation to set us apart cast off, dropped underfoot walked upon ...
A Family Well-Blessed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We came again, to that small home in Bethany home to two sisters and a now risen brother Three believers, ...
The Geometry of Dishes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like a giant game of blocks is the washing of dishes of a family of five even when only the ...
Arguing the Essential Nature (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Now this was a conversation, as I learned later, that was not in the right place a high school classroom, ...
Miss Wendy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Miss Wendy! Miss Wendy! our three peal out across the driveway, down the corridor, down the pew using outside voices ...
The pedigree of Honey (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The pedigree of Honey Does not concern the Bee, Nor lineage of Ecstasy Delay the Butterfly On spangle journeys to ...
Essential Oils — are wrung — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Essential Oils -- are wrung -- The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Suns -- alone -- It ...
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at ...
Steve’s tears (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
My beloved called to me to come and see Steve's tears, he was crying on TV; Steve Irwin, The Crocodile ...
Should the wide world roll away, (Stephen Crane Poem)
Should the wide world roll away, Leaving black terror, Limitless night, Nor God, nor man, nor place to stand Would ...
Doubts (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When she sleeps, her soul, I know, Goes a wanderer on the air, Wings where I may never go, Leaves ...
The Fish (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...