Mourning Again (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of remembrance crackling on the radio as person after person reliving those memories Mourning again not feeling real ...
The words of remembrance crackling on the radio as person after person reliving those memories Mourning again not feeling real ...
Feeling the beating the cadence of prayer guiding us ever held in your care God speak to us within each ...
Feeling his words calling to us, now to step out of our comfort, to come, follow the Lord Into the ...
In silence, in the dark seeking Christ alone, in our room seeking the Savior out longing to hear his words ...
Feeling you with me molding my clay firing my with your spirit imprinted with your touch transformed by your love ...
He could have climbed down spared himself the anguish the feeling of abandonment the complete desolation We need to remember ...
Lost, feeling alone aware of my sin focused on the loss I caused not knowing where to begin Entering into ...
Something of the weight the feeling in my palm smooth stones from the wadi to bring the giant down Five ...
Feeling his touch the roughness of his hands the scars from the nails where he was crucified the touch of ...
Feeling him in my arms lowering him into the water lifting him from the depths in baptizing my savior I ...
Feeling Christ in the water the weight of him in my arms in lifting my savior from the Jordan setting ...
Turn to Jesus in your times of struggle when you are in the desert wandering, feeling alone He is here ...
Airways blocked minds clouded eyes that cannot see chaos of feeling of emotion unable to be checked Choked with anger ...
Maybe it is the memories the change of pace that brings us there our sense of vacation maybe the smell ...
Our free will our freedoms a freedom to destroy to tear down not lift up if we are reckless fail ...
Feeling so unworthy knowing who he is John in the water not knowing what to do Christ coming to him ...
Feeling the gas the air in the tires the reserve supply strength running low Needing to stop a time of ...
Giving up his clothes of shimmering light donning the flesh of mankind choosing to become clay Christ descending to life ...
sharing presence with those suffering grieving tears of our Lord crying with them those he loved hurt, feeling their pain ...
Feeling you close, oh Lord so often out of the silence when the world is pushed away hearing you speak ...
Sensing their spirits in this hallowed space the hallowed ground I walked on feeling their warm embrace The stillness of ...
Establishing his presence our awareness of our God the feeling of him with us all the days of our lives ...
Feeling a sense of ache, pain something missing in this life a hole where there shouldn't be one not from ...
The stirring of emotion of the wisdom of the young recognizing the sacrifice of our sons and daughters of our ...
Feeling many times like the one in the story broken, needing healing like the one seeking Christ Entering in, though ...
Feeling a sense doubly blessed all of the joy the wonderment fulfillment of covenant coming before God under the winter ...
The little things moments of assurance when the world is smaller peace comes upon our face Not coincidences but graces ...
The beauty of the ordered world the turn of the growing leaf the whisper in the wind bright sunshine on ...
Watching Christ sitting at the table speaking words unlike the others always the same before Hushed, in that moment the ...
The people, feeling alone despair out in the desert so, so far from home Wondering where they would turn to ...
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