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| 6201. | A Particular Fence by Raymond A. Foss | |
An invisible fence, a particular barrier
living within our minds, our hearts alone
that what we do is not enough
that somehow God’s grace
is n... |
| 6202. | At Peter’s Feet by Raymond A. Foss | |
An outsider, within his own home
falling to his knees, falling at Peter’s feet
a revelation of his own doubts
the fence he had erected, tended
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| 6203. | A Personal Pentecost by Raymond A. Foss | |
As if they needed proof, confirmation
that the words of the apostle were true
God placed an exclamation point
of the promise, the words of savin... |
| 6204. | Our Pentecost by Raymond A. Foss | |
More than the day in Jerusalem,
this day in Caesarea, in the home of Cornelius
Our Pentecost, our moment of saving, truly
our time given power, a... |
| 6205. | First Person Prayer by Raymond A. Foss | |
I wonder, if I read the ancient words,
his words of prayer, of instruction
How we are to pray
this prayer that he taught us
If I were to replace... |
| 6206. | Black slippers by Raymond A. Foss | |
Black slippers, white socks
flowers on her dress
long black hair, covering her shoulders
kneeling at your altar,
accepting the bread, the wine
... |
| 6207. | A Bittersweet Cup by Raymond A. Foss | | The cup, which we share
a cup which he accepted
which he did not want;
asking for it to be taken from him
from his lips,
that he would not have ... |
| 6208. | Unspoken Names by Raymond A. Foss | |
Prayers for all the saints
names unspoken for them
candles burning, on the altar,
lights burning within our hearts,
our spirits, their lives s... |
| 6209. | Out of Our Fears, Out of Our Hopes by Raymond A. Foss | |
Tomorrow, Election Day
we are given anew, a chance to decide
to choose our leaders, an opportunity to give voice
to our aspirations, our dreams, ... |
| 6210. | A Christmas Prayer by Raymond A. Foss | | A Christmas prayer, an Advent prayer,
lifted up to your, oh my Lord
that your spirit would descend on each one of us,
that we would slow our steps... |
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