The love of God, His Spirit,
dropped into the pool, the world
We are to be the ripples,
transformed, moving outward
touching distant shores,
human hearts, some ready
some not yet so, yet hoping;
each washed by the living water
flowing outward, through us.
we are the seeds, the stones
scattered richly, spreading outward
we are the seeds on the wind
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Edited November 22, 2014
Being Ripples – v3
(editing original again)
edited May 30, 2014
Being Ripples – v2
February 22, 2008
Being Ripples
Walk to Emmaus
written on drive to training
&
Prayers for
the Women’s Walk to Emmaus
Crossroads
Walk to Emmaus of New England
Walk to Emmaus
Luke 24:13-35
grace
love
Luke 15:11-32
Prodigal Son
Mark 10:17-31
The Parable of
the Rich Man
(same template
from 11/4/2012)
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