Unrecognizable as our old selves (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Unrecognizable as our old selves like Christ for Mary in the garden after his resurrection when we confess our sin ...
Unrecognizable as our old selves like Christ for Mary in the garden after his resurrection when we confess our sin ...
In the face of Jesus in the vulnerable child God revealed himself to us on that holy night Born in ...
Seeing our brothers, our sisters friend of long-standing in those gathered round gathered round the manger Looking at the Christ ...
Though a humble infant fragile, vulnerable the creator of the universe walking in human flesh Bow before our Savior humble ...
The mystery of God's coming His purpose, His plan God coming to earth, humbly humbly, in flesh, as a child ...
We need to let go of our troubles our struggle on this earth to focus on this joy that God ...
Was He praying in Heaven as He did in the Garden humbling Himself pouring out love Coming to earth as ...
Authentic Faith more than the law not bound by tradition false piety of human rules living out authentic faith caring ...
In the awakening the moving from Advent to Christmas the fact of the fulfillment Emmanuel born in Bethlehem God, come ...
only the shepherds working the third shift through the nigh heard the news, the message of our savior's birth what ...
at your table, at our table a space prepared for them your vulnerable children oh Lord, welcome here This table ...
The divine, down from heaven walking our paths in an earthen vessel No longer spirit of flesh and blood God ...
Like children, vulnerable unable to help ourselves the things that truly matter life, eternal hope Absolute dependence on the love, ...
Complete, utter, childlike trust vulnerable and dependent so must we be, to understand his love his grace, his gift of ...
As much as walking on the water, leaving home unprepared, out into the world wholly dependent, trusting in strangers relying ...
The omnipotent, vulnerable divine, incarnate creator, clay eternal, infant the father, a son Prince of Peace, the humble lamb the ...
Boldly acting, without fear a stranger, on the dangerous road stopping, making himself vulnerable reaching out to the man lying, ...
We are born flawed, vulnerable driven by our wills, crashing into one another Human beings are to be forgiving of ...
Complete silence, quiet in the sanctuary lights dimmed and heart rates slowed heads bowed in silent, singular, personal prayer hushed ...
We, like the shepherds, the wise men, the father and mother, go to the stable each year, at this time, ...
Hidden in the small kernel, the collection of a few cells, the whole of a tree, a mighty shrub, a ...
A proper noun - Personal Poetry - Quick encapsulation, State of hesitance. Slices of me Flesh and nerve Risk of ...
Morrie was right, Julie knows - Be fully present. Intense, feeling Raw, honest Eye contact Listening, hearing Open and vulnerable ...
Let down you guard. Lay down your armor. Allow yourself to be Vulnerable with me. Open your true self to ...
Touching you Seeing you, all of you In my arms Under me Beside me Exposed, vulnerable Taking a risk Sharing ...
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
I Everyone has their own peculiar price, not quantifiable in currency. When my hypodermic grazed your vein, you confessed yours. ...
With words, with countenance, and with manners I shall build an excellent panoply; and in this way I shall face ...
When I think of the many people who privately despise children, I can't say I'm completely shocked, having been one. ...
This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere. ...
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