If you would say yes to my plea,
my prayer, on bended knee
I would marry you again, joyfully
for you are the reason I rise in the morning
my partner, my friend, sharing our lives
the paths we walk together, to become one body
joined by God for purposes becoming known.
Known first to God but yielding to discernment
to gathered whispers of your still small voice.
Oh I would marry you again, for your abiding love
for me, for your boundless faith in me
believing in me more than I do, still.
Yes I would desire to marry you once more
for your gifts, your passions, for your
inner beauty, even more fair than your
outward beauty, a beautiful soul wrapped
in your golden package, pleasing to the heart
and to the eye; for your grit and determination
to move forward, boldly, despite obstacles and pain.
Oh please, marry me again, so I could feel my
wet tears down my cheeks again joyfully
declaring my love, my covenant in sacrament,
to God and his children, our children, growing
in faith themselves. To share again the story
of our meeting, our slow and ponderous courtship,
the long days before we joined in marriage, long
only because God married us with our first kiss.
I would marry you once more, in a skipped heartbeat,
for our intimacy, for the joining of our bodies,
the touching of our skin, our lips, for the
rapture I feel in your arms and you in mine,
holding you close to me, never wanting to part;
for the quickening of my heart when I see you
on returning home or even on the phone, I would
marry you again.
I would marry you again, to help you raise our
daughters, three immeasurable treasures, gifts,
from God held by us to nurture, to love, to teach
to bring close to God each day, by the things
we say, the things we do, modeling lives of
service for them.
I would want to marry you again, to share
your joys, your sorrows, your trials, to
lend a hand to your work in this life, to
be your champion, your cheerleader, your
confidante, your husband, seeking the best
for you to the extent I am able. Trying my best
to be worthy of the gift of you.
January 20, 2007 5:40
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Saturday, January 20, 2007
I Forgive You
I want the best for you, only the best
that you would have an easy time in life
knowing the love, the care, the trust you desire
the close relationship with friends, with family
with your God, your Savior
knowing that when you speak you are believed
that there is no doubt, no hesitation
that you are valued, forgiven
I forgive you
for the moment of untruth,
the telling of the lie.
Cement to set the breach, the break
to seal the gap
to get us there again
when we hear your words
and believe.
Just as our Savior
forgives us all,
for our every sin, every breach
for the nails we made him wear.
Just as he told us to do
Seventy times seven.
January 20, 2007 17:11
Matthew 18:22
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that you would have an easy time in life
knowing the love, the care, the trust you desire
the close relationship with friends, with family
with your God, your Savior
knowing that when you speak you are believed
that there is no doubt, no hesitation
that you are valued, forgiven
I forgive you
for the moment of untruth,
the telling of the lie.
Cement to set the breach, the break
to seal the gap
to get us there again
when we hear your words
and believe.
Just as our Savior
forgives us all,
for our every sin, every breach
for the nails we made him wear.
Just as he told us to do
Seventy times seven.
January 20, 2007 17:11
Matthew 18:22
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Leaves of Ice
A rhododendron bush
after the ice storm
evolving marvels
leaves of ice
mirror echoes
of the green below
separating, new growth
as the air warms
in the winter sun
regal leaves of ice
glassmaker’s envy
of the perfection
in water, frozen in the cold
held by stems of,
branches of ice
January 20, 2007 5:06
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after the ice storm
evolving marvels
leaves of ice
mirror echoes
of the green below
separating, new growth
as the air warms
in the winter sun
regal leaves of ice
glassmaker’s envy
of the perfection
in water, frozen in the cold
held by stems of,
branches of ice
January 20, 2007 5:06
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Frozen Bloom
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Monday, January 15, 2007
Icy Storm - 1/15/07
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Sunday, January 14, 2007
Dirty Water
“The Jordan River is muddy and cold,
chills the body but not the soul”,
or so said our songs in our youth;
but more, it was the right place
the right place in the wilderness
for John’s strong voice,
for the chosen people,
for the fulfillment,
the passage,
the beginning of the journey
of our Savior
in ministry
to this broken world
It was the place for the people
the bridge, the passageway
from Exodus to the promised land
from the ways of their past
to new life after the cleansing,
the washing away of the old
the infusing of the spirit
The turning from doubt,
that kept them in the wilderness
that brought them home
that brings us home still
through the water
January 14, 2007 14:09
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
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chills the body but not the soul”,
or so said our songs in our youth;
but more, it was the right place
the right place in the wilderness
for John’s strong voice,
for the chosen people,
for the fulfillment,
the passage,
the beginning of the journey
of our Savior
in ministry
to this broken world
It was the place for the people
the bridge, the passageway
from Exodus to the promised land
from the ways of their past
to new life after the cleansing,
the washing away of the old
the infusing of the spirit
The turning from doubt,
that kept them in the wilderness
that brought them home
that brings us home still
through the water
January 14, 2007 14:09
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,090+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
While in Prayer
In prayer, Jesus was touched
by the physical manifestation of
the Spirit of God, the Holy Spirit
the other end of the trinity
found him in prayer,
understanding this was the moment
when temptation might lead him
astray, away from his journey
his reason for living,
for having human form,
life breathed into him
Found paused in prayer,
January 14, 2007 14:03
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
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by the physical manifestation of
the Spirit of God, the Holy Spirit
the other end of the trinity
found him in prayer,
understanding this was the moment
when temptation might lead him
astray, away from his journey
his reason for living,
for having human form,
life breathed into him
Found paused in prayer,
January 14, 2007 14:03
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
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In Bodily Form
We, the heirs, the brothers and sisters
are to be as the dove,
to land bodily on the saved, to baptize
to be the spirit, manifested today
in human form, spreading God’s love
the word of God, the good news
of redemption, of grace
of the washing away of sin
being made whole, clean,
pure, light to the nations
in bodily form
January 14, 2007 14:01
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
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are to be as the dove,
to land bodily on the saved, to baptize
to be the spirit, manifested today
in human form, spreading God’s love
the word of God, the good news
of redemption, of grace
of the washing away of sin
being made whole, clean,
pure, light to the nations
in bodily form
January 14, 2007 14:01
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
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After the Baptism
The instant, the moment, the second
he was baptized, touched by the spirit,
he began, using the gifts, he had all along
the silent years of his life, those without word
those never written down
A second career move, brought by water
by the indwelling of the spirit
landing on him as a dove, bodily
the light weight of it still a weight
the adding of a burden, a mantle, a yoke
calling him to begin his ministry, his work in the world
Ready to use the gifts he was given
as are we, his disciples, his followers,
his brothers and sisters
fellows in his ministry
using our gifts as they are
to spread the good news
to make more disciples
January 14, 2007 13:57
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
and 1 Corinthians 12:1-11
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he was baptized, touched by the spirit,
he began, using the gifts, he had all along
the silent years of his life, those without word
those never written down
A second career move, brought by water
by the indwelling of the spirit
landing on him as a dove, bodily
the light weight of it still a weight
the adding of a burden, a mantle, a yoke
calling him to begin his ministry, his work in the world
Ready to use the gifts he was given
as are we, his disciples, his followers,
his brothers and sisters
fellows in his ministry
using our gifts as they are
to spread the good news
to make more disciples
January 14, 2007 13:57
Luke 3:15-22
Inspired by the sermon, “The Jordan is More Than Water”, by The Reverend Peter A. Hey, Wesley United Methodist Church, 1/14/07
and 1 Corinthians 12:1-11
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,090+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
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