TO A CHILD (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Dear child! how radiant on thy mother's knee, With merry-making eyes and jocund smiles, Thou gazest at the painted tiles, ...
Poems about questioning (27 Poems)
Love (George Herbert Poem)
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow ...
Would We Know Him – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Would we be like the Pharisees questioning Christ Would we know the Master would we recognize him would we heed ...
Redeemed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Redeemed in the garden standing with Jesus on Easter morn' walking in the light Mary waiting questioning the gardener turning ...
Especially through our prayers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Reaching the strangers those around us all the people of the earth out in the world In our presence and ...
Deepening My Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Measuring my life the walk of my faith a plumb line vertical while I stray right or left questioning and ...
Facing Christ – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In his walk his journey on that road facing Christ risen, from his throne Questioning him why he hated him ...
Scars on His Body (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We may not carry scars from beatings from proclaiming the good news of Christ Unlike Paul many journey onward only ...
Feeling the Presence of God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Even when we are distant questioning the nature of our creator unable to fathom the world the suffering of this ...
More than We can Handle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His grace alone sufficient our only hope in him otherwise the struggles more than we can handle walking here on ...
Praying with Job (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hopefully not going as far as he did in the later chapters not pushing the creator so that He would ...
Comfort in His Story (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If we slow our reading and treasure all the words learning from a righteous man who stumbled before God Taking ...
Ears Open (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Unlike those questioning unable to believe needing to be told again he was the Christ Ears open, eyes to see ...
Where were the Hosannahs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Where were the hosannahs that rang out five days before there before Pilate the crowd calling for his blood Christ, ...
Arousing Their Anger (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The righteous, the leaders in the things that he said their power crumbling as the people came to believe Arousing ...
His Comeuppance (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the chapters growing wondering when it would happen when his comeuppance his response would come Over and over questioning ...
Who is this Man (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the throne room of God the murmur rising the heavenly host wanting to know who is this man? brazen, ...
The Nature of His Sin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the moment, when he forgot the reverence of God the awe we should know when he challenged when he ...
Joining us in our questioning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Christ joins us in our questioning just as he joined Cleopas and the other on the dusty Emmaus Road He ...
A Dangerous Question (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
The Intimacy of Informality (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Words not rituals casual, heart-felt words telling the real story of the greatest sacrifice in all of human history finding ...
The Monks Of Catalonia (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
Neighbour Peter’s Mare (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
From ‘The Testament of Beauty’ (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Ode To Silence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
Smoke (Philip Levine Poems)
Can you imagine the air filled with smoke? It was. The city was vanishing before noon or was it earlier ...