Equal Pay (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In some ways the wages equal pay for equal work none of us earning the wages that he paid the ...
In some ways the wages equal pay for equal work none of us earning the wages that he paid the ...
The equal pay we receive whether new or old working for years in the fields, the vineyard to the ends ...
The coin we are given our time in the fields more than we could earn paid by his sacrifice already ...
If I were one of the workers those toiling in the field how would I feel about my neighbor who ...
When we make judgments when we grumble about his grace when we do not offer love when we cast the ...
Part of the problem the blinders the cataracts the things getting in the way keeping us from seeing clearly All ...
The illusion of something unique that we somehow are worthy that more than grace is at play in bringing us ...
Like masks of clay only the differences between us false grounds to claim another unworthy when we all carry our ...
Nothing like the world's judgment giving only when given offering only to those who would repay holding back forgiveness, compassion ...
None of us worthy all of us have sinned all of us estranged from God our creator and king Only ...
The friends of the man showing extravagant love out of their faith in Christ lifting him up Risking injury carrying ...
Like the friends aware that the man could not reach Christ going to extraordinary measures showing extravagant love Making a ...
The house of a risen friend another lesson to teach to the disciples before the passion the final chapter the ...
He was a friend, a friend who would understand being put in the ground to make a point Or at ...
We came again, to that small home in Bethany home to two sisters and a now risen brother Three believers, ...
Joining herself with Him in her act of love for Him, her giving in anointing his feet joining as servant ...
Too busy to hear to believe, to sit to know, understand the Master Busy being perfect the Proverbs 31 woman ...
Her hair caressed, massaged washed his feet anointing oil, spread by her soft hair, washed with her tears, outpouring of ...
Such a gift, such cost Spending, saving expensive oil special gift burial oils, precious oils Pour them out at the ...
Fragrant oil, filled the room, at its pouring spilling out, expensive and rare, falling on the feet the dusty feet, ...
"Oh, gross!" A chorus of groans at the thought of her sticky hair in a world without indoor plumbing or ...
Of Man, of Woman of the King We see the prodigal son, the fatted calf we see the fragrant oil ...
Anointing his head, his feet, oil for royalty for burial So much meaning in the layers, the differences the telling ...
How much could the split oil have bought how many lives would it have touched how wasteful it must have ...
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
I reckon -- when I count it all -- First -- Poets -- Then the Sun -- Then Summer -- ...
Some say that Guy of Warwick The man that killed the Cow, And brake the mighty Boar alive Beyond the ...
Now is the time for the burning of the leaves, They go to the fire; the nostrils prick with smoke ...
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
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