Betrayer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The betrayer at the table with him worried about the costly nard stealing from the purse selfish, controlling believing in ...
The betrayer at the table with him worried about the costly nard stealing from the purse selfish, controlling believing in ...
From before Christ's time maybe back to Cain and Abel wanting to have maybe even the garden the fall itself ...
Do you remember your past no matter how recent before we accepted the grace the sacrifice of Christ Our lives ...
The indictment of God the child of a faithful man Lo-Ammi (not my people) turning his face from them Are ...
Though I have been angry selfish, rejecting my God, going the way of the world He has never left me ...
In response to God's gifts we offer our lives to God all we have given, even that not enough for ...
Gathering for a future as if the present is not good enough wanting more but ignoring what there is now ...
As if on cue, the ad in the e-mail echoes of her words, the sermon ringing still in my ears: ...
The obstacle, the barrier the impediment to grace - It is me, my sins my selfishness, my will keeping me ...
There is more than enough, more than enough food, water to sustain the planet, that poverty, that hunger would vanish ...
His blood, the blood of the lamb the blood of God, incarnate here on earth poured out, as payment, as ...
We are the same, of the same stuff as him but his choice, the choice of the son the son ...
We all are tempted in this life, a coarseness, a selfishness pervades the age the world says all is acceptable, ...
I have often wondered, is it better that the judge was laughing would that be my one good moment that ...
An earthy father, a parable man, forgiving his sons for separate sins same sins of selfishness greed, desires for their ...
A way of life, selfish, lack of respect oblivious to the consequences his disregard of the process his responsibilities, his ...
canaries in the mineshaft modern signs, metaphors, harbingers the web on the brink corals in decline icecaps melting deserts growing ...
House ablaze, hissing, dying Crimson anguish My daughter upstairs, alone Helpless Firetruck - red, loud, racing, screech HELP ME! MY ...
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