All is Loss (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of the work, the story, the steps of my life, my path all is loss. For I was separated, ...
All of the work, the story, the steps of my life, my path all is loss. For I was separated, ...
We are the same, of the same stuff as him but his choice, the choice of the son the son ...
The mask of Sin, its veneer taken on by Christ placed upon him by his will, doing the father's will, ...
The hands of a servant, cleaning their feet, caring for the sick, working the land tilling the soil, carrying the ...
In some ways, he is standing on their shoulders, fulfilling their dreams, his dream made real, in this moment this ...
My people, of the covenants the patriarchs, the prophets if my people would but believe He is here for them ...
(In the Crowd) Standing on the side of the river we watched, John standing in the water preaching to all, ...
speaking, proclaiming, announcing the miracle of the Pentecost they could all speak, in a tongue they did not know able ...
The day was sealed with a kiss in the sanctuary, as if the pastor could have stopped us. "You may ...
Even the betrayer, the one who shared the bowl who would give him over to man even him, Christ washed ...
A fulfillment, a living out - prophets told his story long before he was born, proving identity, a servant a ...
In brilliance, He was transformed radiant white light, shimmering on the mountain God revealed the holiness of the Christ the ...
It was a slaughter all those of an age all under two years old put to death to assuage the ...
There is hope in the desert the long suffering of the people of God hope in the promise of rain, ...
His life a test more than our own it would seem tested as a human in our bodily form but ...
He was the earthly father, the adoptive dad, of the son of another, the one who claimed him as his ...
It was in a dream foretold the miracle of the birth of the baby boy, the king born humbly, in ...
Because he obeyed a child was born, with a name a name above all names, Jesus, Christ, Emmanuel Fulfilling the ...
Over and over again, He is seen as fulfilling the law and the prophets, the Word made flesh in Him ...
The pastor knitted imagery that didn't go quite together that were a bit incongruous, a bit distinct images of the ...
There was life in the shoot the shoot of Jesse growing up out of the root the child, the Son ...
We are forgiven by God, made man, born and raised, suffering and dying for our sin He was faithful to ...
Their Hebrew Bible course, was from the original source the text written in His face spoken from His lips made ...
For God's love raised Christ from the depths of death, for the forgiveness of our sins, and we must work, ...
Wow, thanks Dad, no pressure here oh no, I can choose my own way, decide what I want to do ...
Weekly payments, cash payments for the work performed, day by day helping them and their family, do what is right, ...
A people waiting, hoping, believing in their covenant with God with the many blessings given by God by the hope ...
Lost past exhaustion she floated, lapping the shore with the wind and tide Completed, her journey done, spent Returning to ...
How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn't care about Careers And Exigencies never ...
Plop, plop. The lobster toppled in the pot, fulfilling, dislike man, his destiny, glowing fire-red, succulent, and on the whole ...
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