Dying on the Cross in Christ (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Turning over my past joining Paul's confession dying on the cross with Christ leaving my self my focus on the ...
Turning over my past joining Paul's confession dying on the cross with Christ leaving my self my focus on the ...
Reading the words of Paul how he would have preferred death to walk with Christ to leave this mortal coil ...
The guidance of the word in raising up the little ones not with harsh words but with the love of ...
Like the maidens with their lamps always lit, the oil sufficient so must we be ready wearing the armor of ...
Acting on his calling our lives in his hands taking courage, faith in him, trusting in our savior heeding our ...
The life, the word the living Christ the one who was to come who came to set us free Preaching ...
Not in the words we read the lessons we try to apply experience in this life what has been passed ...
Mindful as parents as part of the community our charge, our commission directly from the Lord Making disciples not merely ...
The journey of our lives just as for the Christ not just on level ground trials in deserts, on the ...
Approached by the master using his boat unlike the crowd upon the shore seeking Jesus out Humble before Jesus aware ...
Yoked to my Lord, my brother, my savior that I may walk the narrow path; my steps through the narrow ...
So hard for us to do to still ourselves to sit, waiting in this modern age So many stimuli so ...
The tablets, the commandments written in their hearts trusting in God, heeding his call Speaking with conviction power of the ...
An unholy altar, an idol of rust craven gods, that will turn to dust worshipping our possessions fealty to our ...
Giving me the faith out of my pew, my comfort out onto the waters to go where the master calls ...
A question the world cannot answer blind to a different measure, a calling from deep within our hearts a stirring, ...
Oh Job, what were you thinking calling out the creator in anger and righteousness demanding of our God Be careful ...
"Lead me to the cross", his profile said his statement to the world, written on the ether, the ephemeral, the ...
Worshipping you, with my hands, with my feet, with my voice against injustice, my words of your love the poems ...
Like sheep without a shepherd wandering in the wilderness, seeking following him, even as he crossed the lake He had ...
I am a sheep, who loses his way Gets mislead, lead astray In my life's journey Fell out of the ...
Like solid water firm under our feet so we are called walking on liquid water as Peter did, to believe, ...
Heeding the simple command of his Master's voice instinctively, reflexively without thought or doubt stepping out in faith Being the ...
She raised words of actions calls to action, to not stand in the way; but to enable, to embolden, to ...
Other faiths, our traditions understanding them, spending time with them, lessons we can all learn we are walking, in their ...
The coachman's at the door Checking his watch He knows the score, The sequence, the deadline Down the road Heeding ...
I had a guinea golden -- I lost it in the sand -- And tho' the sum was simple And ...
Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there In small bright specks upon the visible side Of our strange ...
God fashioned the ship of the world carefully. With the infinite skill of an All-Master Made He the hull and ...
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
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