None Below Their Reach (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The lilac bush, next to the school had no blossoms, no blooms, none below their reach, only high in the ...
The lilac bush, next to the school had no blossoms, no blooms, none below their reach, only high in the ...
Like Elijah, so was His rising He was risen from the dead the man who was Jesus, the teacher to ...
Wow! Can you imagine graduation day just like that! Flames of the Spirit piercing you, giving you power, authority Tongues ...
He was their seminary their rigorous, personalize training more than apprentices, they were getting the first-person account of the greatest ...
A family story of my need for a mommy and a teacher, to be distinct and separate from one another ...
She has heard a steady call to wear the Master's sandals to take up his staff go out into the ...
"And who is our neighbor?", a lawyer asked so long ago, testing the Teacher, to know the meaning of the ...
Such a gift, such cost Spending, saving expensive oil special gift burial oils, precious oils Pour them out at the ...
They heard His call through her Knowing she was asked, by the Creator to follow this path, at this time ...
She will be there, standing before the committee telling her story, the path that brought her there before those who ...
As He is so want to do, the lectionary was blended sharing a deeper message, in the mixing of the ...
Words cannot describe the wonder of discovery the play and banter preschoolers and kindergarten learning exploring, awakening to sound and ...
With that urgent hope, a teacher started her day holding the hand of a young child at the beginning of ...
Now this was a conversation, as I learned later, that was not in the right place a high school classroom, ...
Mom was at home Mrs. Foss was The vacation bible school teacher, The den mother, The class mother. They were ...
It was not one of His friends, one of His followers that uttered His name for the first time in ...
Miss Wendy! Miss Wendy! our three peal out across the driveway, down the corridor, down the pew using outside voices ...
I'd like to be a cowboy an' ride a fiery hoss Way out into the big an' boundless west; I'd ...
What conversazzhyonies wuz I really did not know, For that, you must remember, wuz a powerful spell ago; The camp ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
When I was young my teachers were the old. I gave up fire for form till I was cold. I ...
A woman's taking her late-afternoon walk on Chestnut where no sidewalk exists and houses with gravel driveways sit back among ...
I put my heart to school In the world, where men grow wise, "Go out," I said, "and learn the ...
It was a half-life that seemed like a genuine world wielding hard symbolism over those who ruled it; we lived ...
Across the sea, along the shore, In numbers more and ever more, From lonely hut and busy town, The valley ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
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