The Illusion of Control (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The world wrapped in a lie the self-centeredness man upon a pedestal though we are made of clay and His ...
The world wrapped in a lie the self-centeredness man upon a pedestal though we are made of clay and His ...
The congregation, in our amens, the waving hands, the nodding heads the hearts smiling, in his words, a prayer for ...
Hearing the words of the first church, of God's infinite love, continuing but also, hearing the harder words of Deuteronomy, ...
drinking the opiate of wealth the self-made man philosophy Horatio Alger story of our age a lie, a false idol, ...
If only, in this season Advent coming, that we would remember that we would truly understand that we would truly ...
"Becoming Proud" so true of our lives, our society our abundance, our wealth as if all of these were ours ...
A mirror on this age a call back to relationship our society teetering on the edge of the abyss Pride ...
God, love, incarnate the birth of Christ his arrival, loving coming to earth no room in the inn, for the ...
Within our thanks giving our offering of praise thanks to our father who has given us so much humble penitence ...
The ancient wisdom words so long ago calling us still to let go of the world returning to God Our ...
Hope, even within our sin grace, the faithfulness of God able to heal us all when we stray, when our ...
The words of Deuteronomy uttered with passion overlaid on our times a warning for this age as surely as for ...
Rendering to Caesar what is Caesar's; but no more. Rendering to God what is his alone all we are, all ...
Out of their example a lesson in sharing nothing held back all together, held in common sharing to all with ...
In our prayers, in stopping to give thanks certain to honor God, to whom we are thankful from whom all ...
We humbly bow thankful for his grace God's boundless mercies while we were yet living in sin creating idols of ...
not to ourselves works of our hands we give our humble prayer as a people, a nation to God be ...
Words shared, gathered thanking God together for the earth, for life for his blessings upon us praising, singing, a church ...
The creator, being part of the creation remembering our place, the need to praise God to thank our father, for ...
We, the believes, members of the body the church, the living embodiment the bride of Christ We are to bear ...
We pause today, if only for this day thankful, aware, slowing ourselves gathering together to fellowship, to worship saying a ...
The words of our forefathers, at the first Thanksgiving at the beginning of our nation in the midst of civil ...
not merely thanking God for the bounty, the abundance the individual gifts poured out heaped upon each one of us ...
Perched and posed for viewing in your shop smooth and feminine cool metal and shine Bow and breast subtle calf ...
I could have been an architect easel and pad, compass and straight edge vision and design at least that's what ...
In the dirt in the space under the pines A town planner toils roads and structures stone walls of gravel ...
For Lincoln MacVeagh Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
It was supposed to be Arts & Crafts for a week, but when she came home with the "Jesus Saves" ...
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