Sunday, February 10, 2008
Arms Open Wide
Since the fall, the beginning,
the schism in the garden,
our creator, stands like the father
in the story of the prodigal son.
Standing in the wilderness,
arms wide open,
ready to welcome us home
if we but accept the gift of grace
offered by the Father,
through the sacrifice
of the Son
More than arms open
chased by the spirit,
the voice within us
calling us home
February 10, 2008
the schism in the garden,
our creator, stands like the father
in the story of the prodigal son.
Standing in the wilderness,
arms wide open,
ready to welcome us home
if we but accept the gift of grace
offered by the Father,
through the sacrifice
of the Son
More than arms open
chased by the spirit,
the voice within us
calling us home
February 10, 2008
Labels: creator, Faith, father, February, garden, God, grace, Holy Spirit, Methodist, poetry, Poetry Where You Live, Raymond A. Foss, sacrifice, son, voice
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