Wrapped in the Blanket of His Presence (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When we grieve, sorrow when a loved one leaves this earth may we feel God close by wrapped in the ...
When we grieve, sorrow when a loved one leaves this earth may we feel God close by wrapped in the ...
Christ the final word not the fate of Adam our lives yoked to him carrying our sins forever Rising with ...
Christ risen from the dead appearing to them the assurance of his promise to rise and come again Our hope ...
In rising he set the stage when he returns all will be fulfilled the last enemy to be defeated death ...
Rising with Christ to come to his heavenly throne our bodies rising redeemed and restored The old cast away a ...
If we believe follow the words of our faith honoring our savior loving walking in his steps Assured of salvation ...
Free to walk boldly out into the world the lamb taking on our sin we are reborn, made whole Servants ...
Our lives changed forever no longer shackled to sin freed by Christ that we may walk with him Our lives ...
Painful words of our reality the goats and the lambs following or master knowing his voice for us Some of ...
All of humanity yoked to Adam bearing the mark of his sin since the fall in the garden Carrying the ...
The light of my master the candle extinguished dying there on the cross no light for my eyes The harsh ...
The tempter, the betrayer the powerful in their houses bringing the prophecy to fulfillment evil stalked the night The Messiah, ...
Wondering for a moment the opposite of our current, our driven world, what it would be like to be satisfied, ...
When the same reality the drip drip drip the slow water torture unresolved, unchanging when the same constitutes a change ...
Christ, son of God, holy, triune living God, the Word, living among us fully present to humanity, attentive to our ...
Doing the will of God, the work of his ministry, while his friend was hurting, dying, coming to him, for ...
A pent-up question, crushed his swagger, confidence, bravado, the friendly banter, in the cool of reflection, for a moment, a ...
Sneakers on wires, trash in trees urban ornaments overhead drawing eyes upward away from the litter, the flotsam and jetsam ...
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
Pictures from another life, of other lives, forgotten and remembered fell from the boxes, from the envelopes from among the ...
Paper, ink and thought Fiction and reality Passion and purpose Poetry and prose Map and drawing Monographs and periodicals Card ...
The coachman's at the door Checking his watch He knows the score, The sequence, the deadline Down the road Heeding ...
The ruins of red brick and stone just above the surface of the loch walk down to the shore, by ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
You think the ridge hills flowing, breaking with ups and downs will, though, building constancy into the black foreground for ...
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here and there rests on a ...
Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief, even of a ...
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