Feasting on the Fatted Calf (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Coming home to God from that far country restored, redeemed living in union walking with our Savior living as one ...
Coming home to God from that far country restored, redeemed living in union walking with our Savior living as one ...
Running back home if only I had run taking years all alone far from my father lost in a far ...
Sick in sin healed by your grace walking in love safe in your embrace A journey, a path in servanthood ...
Like refiner's fire God perfecting us the layers of sin melting away Changed in our reflection into the image of ...
Perfecting us, holy by the indwelling Spirit our likeness changing utterly transformed in the image of God out into the ...
Lord, for these days starting in silence thinking about where I stand Let me be open to your message let ...
Let me be a different attorney because I walk with our risen Lord Let me be ever faithful to be ...
The first thought in silent answer to the question who am I Loud and clear with no disquiet not a ...
When you call us what will we say will we follow our loving master will we walk the pilgrim's road ...
God like a parent waiting for the wayward child runaway, rebellious serving other masters gone away, astray God always ready ...
Sacrificial, out of his love sharing Christ humbly dredging the poison up the pain of those memories filling that awful ...
Without the Spirit nothing, in no way worthy merely an empty vessel cracked, made of the dust Only with the ...
The urgent question when our Savior calls will we follow will we give him our all? The disciples followed leaving ...
The challenge of Jesus in his offer come, follow go into the world Our hearts timid slow to action needing ...
I will answer when you call me show me where you want me to go Show me the path I ...
This is his cup, his cross choosing submission to God's will, to his plan offering himself completely like Christ in ...
Knowing the pain, not wanting to remember, yet submitting himself like Christ to the cross Sharing his walk faithful through ...
Thank you, oh Lord for hearing our prayer standing all around us within your arms of grace hearing our cries ...
Knowing the suffering the bitterness of the cup God giving him comfort as he lifted it up Taking the poison ...
Going to the mountaintop focused on the cross our master calling in this time set apart A taste of eternity ...
One man's death though somewhat cathartic yet bringing the pain the loss back to the forefront One man's death hardly ...
Easy with a demon putting a face on evil calling out bin Laden the leader of al Qaeda But now ...
Changing her faith where she shares her fellowship Going where she was led in answer to her call The call ...
Not reaching up to God He is reaching down to us he is the one pursuing wooing us with his ...
Shuddering, bodily shaking Knowing the pain in sharing in giving voice to memory reliving this evil pain inflicted upon him ...
Like the admonition to pray in our closet to not don ashes but put oil on our faces to be ...
A sense of vindication of closure for the loss not joy in the killing in the taking of a life ...
A quiet resolve a sense of some closure; but the pain still there our innocence gone Without cheering no joy ...
Even the death of evil taken by his choosing refusing to submit to stand in the dock of justice Saddened ...
Do we mourn even for the death of evil of a person bent on our destruction How can we be ...
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