One Cookie for Me, and One for You (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Aw Man, . or at least I thought I could hear their thoughts as Pastor Lori told them all, all ...
Aw Man, . or at least I thought I could hear their thoughts as Pastor Lori told them all, all ...
The pastor had them enthralled, And us too, describing the Shaping of each of us, Using the words of the ...
Her grandmother commented on her drawing, her sketchpad in her lap sitting on the porch step I commented that she ...
"Ladder, Ladder!" a phrase to which I became accustomed Being beseeched in Spanish The Pastor and the Pilgrim in service ...
Christianity is a team sport, so the pastor said that morning from the pulpit. Sometimes it can feel lonely, different ...
Bright, young faces sitting on the steps, in the chancel drinking in the words of the pastor hearing of the ...
We were in the back of the chapel but her voice rang out, oh so strong almost shouting the words ...
A pastor asked me to think about, write about ponder the decision the change in course inexorably to the edge ...
Faith empowers, liberates removes the chains, the weights, the shackles on their feet, the spirits of their lives Enabling the ...
He was our cantor, modeling the responsive lines to his homily on faith. Echoing, joining him, in remembering the mantra ...
Wisdom poured down, palpable wisdom like a living stream pouring forth from behind the pulpit out onto the hushed sanctuary ...
More than the words written and treasured the words of the reformed apostle, shared with Jew and gentile, were the ...
One of the messages, the truths in understanding the living by faith our place here our relationship to others on ...
Now I understand, at least a bit more, the measure, the manifestation, the proof of faith, welling up within us ...
He reminded us of a truth too oft' forgotten faith can afford, offers a glimpse, a foreshadowing a foretaste Something ...
His tremulous voice body trembling; but a spirit filled, steeled giving us a glimpse of faith of a surety that ...
He was our witness, one of our elders, telling a tapestry reading the threads of the story different fibers woven ...
He spoke from the pulpit of a life of service; but really as a witness to faith what it means ...
In their story, we see a truth of the nature of faith not only in the seeing the seeing by ...
Self held in check using faith, responsible for our actions owning our choices moving beyond our past by faith, faith ...
The pastor, speaking in parables, and more directly to the congregation itself to brothers and sisters of the same cloth, ...
A name, oh what a name his name to carry, into the world into the sanctuary, to the pulpit Is ...
On the altar of His table as the pastor held up His cup Two halves of the broken loaf the ...
You mean so much to each one of us, touching our lives on so many levels, in so many ways, ...
At the end of the Thanksgiving service, she shared the affirmation of her call, her turn before the committee, She ...
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
Other faiths, our traditions understanding them, spending time with them, lessons we can all learn we are walking, in their ...
The Pastor was right about the error, the missed point of the scripture in the speech of the firebrand, the ...
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
A moment of panic assuaged by the promise the musing, the utterance Oh, she'll come back, with "Blueberry Stories" And ...
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