God’s grace, like the cloud
descending, as on the mountain
falling upon Moses
speaking to him
out of our Master’s love
for his people
all the people on earth
calling, seeking
wooing each prodigal
from the world
calling, speaking
to each son, each daughter
from the distant country
home again, with him
into his arms of grace
home, to him
abiding in his love.
May 13, 2011
written while attending the House of Purpose
written at House of Purpose Coffeehouse
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May 13, 2011
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Walk to Emmaus
http://www.upperroom.org/emmaus/
Luke 24:13-35
prevenient grace
Luke 15:11-32
Prodigal Son
Mark 10:17-31
The Parable of the Rich Man
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Saturday, May 14, 2011
Wooing Each Prodigal
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