An odor of repeated memory,
the ancient, the familiar,
of old habits, of comfort,
which we know so well…
We are the Jews in the desert,
crying to return to Egypt…
Wooed back from freedom,
into the prisons we have created,
the door that was opened,
from our new life in Christ Jesus…
Walking in the heavenly light
away from the glowering darkness…
The stench of our empty jail cell calls us,
We can conjure every inch of its domain,
the same colors, the same dimension,
familiar, our prisons, this utter darkness…
Falling into our well-worn ruts
in the way of our flesh…
We came out of our cells,
Freed from our burdens, our chains,
through a door Christ opened
into His glorious light…
But we are drawn to our idols -
We return to our comfort, our chains…
We must shake off the shackles,
the chains of the familiar,
everything that holds us captive…
We must turn our backs on our prison…
We must boldly follow Jesus…
We must walk in His light…
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September 22, 2025
The Stench of Our Prisons
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2025/09/the-stench-of-our-prisons.html
#Ephesians4:17-24
Men’s Thursday Morning Bible Study
September 13, 2025
One Lord, one Faith, one Baptism
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2025/09/one-lord-one-faith-one-baptism.html
Samson Society
September 11, 2025
God is our unity – v2
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2025/09/god-is-our-unity-v2.html
Ephesians 4:1-16
Men’s Thursday Morning Bible Study
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Poetry, God, Christ, Spirit, grace, love, hope, prayer, Ephesians 4, prisons
the ancient, the familiar,
of old habits, of comfort,
which we know so well…
We are the Jews in the desert,
crying to return to Egypt…
into the prisons we have created,
the door that was opened,
from our new life in Christ Jesus…
Walking in the heavenly light
away from the glowering darkness…
We can conjure every inch of its domain,
the same colors, the same dimension,
familiar, our prisons, this utter darkness…
Falling into our well-worn ruts
in the way of our flesh…
Freed from our burdens, our chains,
through a door Christ opened
into His glorious light…
But we are drawn to our idols -
We return to our comfort, our chains…
the chains of the familiar,
everything that holds us captive…
We must turn our backs on our prison…
We must boldly follow Jesus…
We must walk in His light…
September 22, 2025
The Stench of Our Prisons
Men’s Thursday Morning Bible Study
September 13, 2025
One Lord, one Faith, one Baptism
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2025/09/one-lord-one-faith-one-baptism.html
Samson Society
September 11, 2025
God is our unity – v2
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2025/09/god-is-our-unity-v2.html
Ephesians 4:1-16
Men’s Thursday Morning Bible Study
Poetry, God, Christ, Spirit, grace, love, hope, prayer, Ephesians 4, prisons
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