What little faith we have (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In this world of illusion of lies of self-reliance of the shoulder to the wheel and lifting up our own ...
In this world of illusion of lies of self-reliance of the shoulder to the wheel and lifting up our own ...
The words of Christ speaking to us each of us hearing his words just for us Do not be worried ...
What we are worth far more than the grasses the lilies of the field and the birds of the air ...
The burden Christ the love he shares the cross of the Lord getting me there The Spirit of God living ...
The yoke of the cross sharing with Christ lifting me up on wings of the dove The burden light if ...
Lifted up, released of my chains unfettered in my journey yet carrying the cross the Spirit within me lifting me ...
The cross of Christ what we all carry a light burden as if wings of a bird Lifting us up ...
The burden Christ the love he shares the cross of the Lord getting me there The Spirit of God living ...
The joy of his presence walking with the Lord humble, as my Savior out into the unknown His Spirit leading ...
Yoked with my Savior walking with him my life renewed in him I begin Walking humbly loving more fully leading ...
The burden of the cross the way of the Christ wings for my spirit lifting me up Guiding my steps ...
In the finery of God our every need met in wondrous grace Clothed like the lilies fed like the birds ...
Not yet feeling the full warming The sun's rays somewhat brighter the bare ground a testimony the promise of the ...
Sentries, standing tall, erect waiting for spring the coneflowers in the snow frozen in place green long gone, the brown ...
All of life, creation, animals, birds, other than those who live in the sea sealed in, the door closed by ...
A bit of the stuff of creation made in the image of God a kernel of the eternal held within ...
Our story from the beginning more than a myth a truth from God ordering of the whole world Our place ...
Our story of the beginning the world and all that is spoken into existence by the authoritative voice of God ...
The words of the scripture echoing in the words of the pastors vivid in the images shared Only God can ...
If we could but believe trust in God as we say we do no reason for worry for cares of ...
She asked the children, "what do the flowers and the birds have in common?" a question for a lesson in ...
Their arms raised in praise singing a song of worship hands raised to the creator the wonder of God Oh ...
Sentries, a triad, stock-still, standing at attention, ramrod straight watching over the yard, guarding our back watching me, as I ...
As if on the majestic wings, of the regal bird, the eagle of the sky rising effortlessly, ascending heavenward Hope ...
The black heads, the white in the wings that haunting call, the loons echoing down the lake a Doppler chorus, ...
on the water, the boat watching the shore, the water, birds, the loons, the horizon watching the sky, clouds shadows ...
Magnificent fabric flowing, translucent, shimmering, radiant such are the garments of the plants of creation, the wings of the butterfly, ...
There is poetry where you live in the real-time, living of our lives little bits of grace, of beauty, of ...
The shadow of the hawk swooped across my window, breaking my concentration for a moment Above the oak, still bare ...
The bird, black, glinting light flitted across my view snow-covered field swooping down toward the ground up into the sumac ...
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