White Horses (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and ...
A prayer for our nation that we would be worthy those who have fought for us that have died for ...
For year upon year for many ages, our leaders presidents of both parties all of them, failing to speak If ...
We stand, we gather we come together to tell our leaders in their name, Change rethink these choices Start over ...
Those who would be leaders guiding the nations will be called to account in the dock of history The ledgers ...
The agents of change demanding their freedom the despots refusing to give it to them What is happening to this ...
The leaders responsible for those acting in their names failing to care for to love their own people Killing His ...
The seeds of protest rising around the world breaking from of repression the dictators and the strongmen The seeds of ...
Something we too often forget willing to be sheep subjugated by our leaders living under their feet The world being ...
With our eyes open unlike the ancient leaders the ones there with Him in the presence of Christ The light ...
God's judgment on the whole people on each one individually personally responsible following false prophets corrupt leaders bowing to man-made ...
Not stale or dated important and relevant urgent, in the moment speaking directly to us Living words on the pages ...
Each of us walking what we are called to do carrying our cross June 29, 2010 written at NH Bar ...
Go into the world sharing with all the good news to all those on earth June 29, 2010 written at ...
In the words we share trying to be what we profess wishing the nobler aspects of our creed, our hope ...
A fitting sky this morning the story continuing not bright and sunny like yesterday The sky dark and foreboding clouds ...
What level of destruction, cruelty we are able to perpetrate when we find ourselves righteous standing in judgment of others ...
In the dock that night a singular defendant God of the people being accused of blasphemy not in the pillar ...
I feel humbled, by the power of the moment the days we are in the midst of, something electric, life ...
They were people like us, not leaders of the law, of the Temple working for a living, by the sweat ...
Without the Thursday, without the Friday There could be no Sunday miracle A holy Thursday carrying out God's plan fulfillment ...
She spoke joyfully face aglow standing in the kitchen of our church, her hands busy, preparing a meal, for a ...
Lord, We thank you for this holy ground, this place we are gathered in We thank you for the vision ...
She will be there, standing before the committee telling her story, the path that brought her there before those who ...
They were reaping the breach, the wrong they did their God The breach the worship, the communion with other Gods, ...
We lift up a humble prayer for peace, for wisdom for justice in our land for a mother fighting for ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
The land was broken in despair, The princes quarrelled in the dark, When clear and tranquil, through the troubled air ...
Every time I laugh aloud, who springs to mind but Johnnie Howard? Cathartic laughter eases stress which Johnnie causes in ...
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