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| 5851. | Feed My Sheep by Raymond A. Foss | | Follow me, and feed my sheep
the Master to the Rock
a sheep made a shepherd, the seed planted
to germinate within him
until the seed began to bear... |
| 5852. | Opening the Scriptures by Raymond A. Foss | | The risen Lord, walking with them
opening the scriptures, explaining them
clearing the mysteries, the true meaning
the fulfillment, His story foret... |
| 5853. | Their Eyes Opened by Raymond A. Foss | | In the same sharing
of the bread,
His blessing, His breaking
of the bread, an epiphany
a revelation that they were
in the presence of, were eatin... |
| 5854. | exploding neural pathways by Raymond A. Foss | | random connection to long forgotten facts
scraps of thoughts deep within my consciousness
triggered by a word, a conversation,
music, talk on the ... |
| 5855. | A Peasant amid the Royalty by Raymond A. Foss | | A single brown oak leave
perched in the purple chrysanthemums
in the window box outside the back door
A peasant drawing attention, pulling the eye
... |
| 5856. | Pastoral Spiritual Formation by Raymond A. Foss | | A deepening understanding, breathing in the word
lesson by lesson, example by example, in parable
and in service. Showing all of the law, all of the... |
| 5857. | Into the Chapel by Raymond A. Foss | | A bit of quiet time
me and God, away from the others
spending time, listening mostly
amidst the prayers and thoughts
swirling in my mind
Slowing ... |
| 5858. | Presents for the King by Raymond A. Foss | | Matthew 2:1-12
In the time of King Herod, after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, wise men from the East came to Jerusalem, asking, “Where is... |
| 5859. | Think deeply by Raymond A. Foss | | Ponder and thought
or so we ought
rather than blurt and bluster
which can make others fluster
well, enough of the rhyme at least
to put my mind a... |
| 5860. | Old Pros by Raymond A. Foss | | They carried Your light
up into the chancel
old pros handling an unlit tallow
with calm aplomb
deftly relighting the wick
the light growing
as t... |
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