The Final Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His final words, after the charge to the disciples, to each one of us still a promise He will keep, ...
His final words, after the charge to the disciples, to each one of us still a promise He will keep, ...
His promise, in the final words a promise to keep A book of proofs, of the fulfillment of the testaments ...
If he was to fulfill, to bear out, to live the prophesies of old, of Jeremiah, of Isaiah, of the ...
More than making the most the best of a bad situation No this was more than that This was a ...
For the chosen people the people of the first covenant the covenant of blood told by God, to multiply in ...
Even in exile, in captivity, in prison in a foreign land we are to stand true, to be faithful to ...
A people in a foreign land resident aliens, making homes, lives histories away from their homeland Living out their days ...
Wherever you are, even in a time of exile, of trial, of struggle of wandering in the wilderness wherever you ...
A letter to the people, his people in exile, of acceptance to their lot, this season in exile, as willed ...
An exile in Babylon, first of the leaders, to avoid rebellion, later all of the people. A psalm of anger, ...
Before the final fall of the kingdom the home of the king, the Temple of God A message of hope, ...
They were sent, sent by God sent into a foreign land using a foreign people to chasten, to refine His ...
Even in exile, in that time of trial, that struggle far from our comfort zone far from home and safety, ...
Walking into the house of the skilled potter, the maker of vessels for the stuff of life for water and ...
Not the tent. the brick, the stone, the wood, a foundation, walls, maybe even plumbing, if we bring the story ...
A new shoot was to spring up out of the branch of Jesse, the stump down in the ground hidden ...
Like Israel, we are in it, for the long haul; the coming of the Messiah the second coming, like their ...
A stark, surprising message from the prophet this day, to settle down and live, within captivity; the foreign land to ...
Clay, the stuff of the potter, Kept wet throughout, To be molded, shaped, Starting over, again and again, By the ...
The pastor had them enthralled, And us too, describing the Shaping of each of us, Using the words of the ...
The potter shapes the clay each one a precious creature unique and set apart known from before forming from within ...
Molded, shaped, reshaped in the potter's hands, imperfections worked out, pulled from the clay, balance, symmetry, made useful by his ...
I am clay in the potter's hands Mold me, shape me, make me What you will of me Use me ...
They were like putty In his hands, transfixed Watching intently, The movement of his hands, Manipulating, molding, changing, Rechanging the ...
Hope came, in the birth of the Son to bring hope to the people, waiting for so long for the ...
Oh how fitting, a lectionary story caught in the summer months, hot and harsh for ripe summer fruit ripening even ...
A prophet, by the hand of God touching his mouth, his lips putting His words into Jeremiah's mouth Literally, commissioned ...
We started a new tradition tonight, after the service, on our table, the table where we sit as a family ...
A people waiting, hoping, believing in their covenant with God with the many blessings given by God by the hope ...
A people, And individuals With His covenant Beating now, Under the words Written on each of our hearts To follow ...
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