In the Root of Winter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the root of Winter the shoot of Spring the blossom of each flower in the rising from the earth ...
In the root of Winter the shoot of Spring the blossom of each flower in the rising from the earth ...
The perennials rising so quickly wondering how they grow so fast The image of a tulip, of a crocus, a ...
In the first bloom the promise of full blossom the color waiting for the right time The teasing yellow emerged ...
Trudging, in between a journey renewed living faithful yet going slow stuck in between a mud season of sorts between ...
The costs will be greater though maybe not tomorrow down into our future when the costs are fully realized The ...
The need is greater than what we have funded long waiting lists and unfunded mandates Now in this cruel season ...
The canter of the deer out in the bare wood reminding me of the pictures on the TV The bright ...
Going to the corner away from the house feeling the arms of winter drawing me in A foreboding of snow ...
Would that we in the season of autumn before the slumber of winter and the rebirth in new life that ...
The clouds, moving perceptible in the moonlight cutting through the dome placed upon the cobalt the arc of the dark ...
Ablaze in the low sun before their dying translucent yellow thin brown page standing at attention catching the light just ...
Feeling a sense doubly blessed all of the joy the wonderment fulfillment of covenant coming before God under the winter ...
On this morning a hint of the winter just ended the cold snap of the air yet giving way changing ...
The row on row the clusters, green through the wet ground pushing through the soil giving way to their urgings ...
The lilacs budding, as is the magnolia the ground bare, except for the downed limbs the crocuses coming up through ...
Going off into the distance the ice still solid, frozen the reeds little islands up through the February thawing the ...
Not yet feeling the full warming The sun's rays somewhat brighter the bare ground a testimony the promise of the ...
Out on the mountain rich in summer the greens so deep almost hurting my eyes Trying to focus, also in ...
A hope, our faith in the future after the storms the trials of our lives Christ, the spirit, God with ...
In the breaking of the bread in the drinking of the cup remembering the faithfulness of God saving the people ...
Not merely the name of the room the church a sanctuary a safe place for all God's children to come, ...
In the Communion remembering the Passover the new covenant of Christ assurance in both God with us in the trials ...
At the table the cup of sacrifice the bread, the wine shared with the twelve remembered, each time, when we ...
In the garden, Gethsemane after the supper, the Passover, the betrayal, the breaking of the bread the sharing of the ...
A promise from our savior preparing a place for us to go a room in the mansion of God; something ...
In moments of trauma, the shaking of our world our ways shattered or torn the community of faith there by ...
In raising the cup the unleavened break remembering the story of this people Christ intoning the ancient rite the ordinance ...
The Christ, the son, the lamb offering his life for us God drinking from the cup climbing the cross for ...
Christ's words, anticipating trauma telling us still, to each trembling heart, "Let not your hearts be troubled" in the storms ...
The spirit, promised by Christ given to us by God Abiding with us inside of us with us all of ...
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