Sympathy Quotes

Their Hebrew Bible course,
was from the original source
the text written in His face
spoken from His lips
made flesh in His body,
the path He walked
His journey from the creation
to the birth in Bethlehem,
the learning, growing in the temple
the baptism and the dove
the palm and the cross
healing and saving
giving meaning to parables
with the walk of His life
fulfilling every line, every jot
The Hebrew Bible
was Him

(Poem By Raymond A. Foss)

Would that each of us
would feel the power, that epiphany
that moment with flames
on that day of Pentecost
But with fire or with water,
the flame burns brightly
deep within
for those who believe,
and put their feet to their faith
and act as they proclaim
serving their neighbor
sharing the good news of grace
to a world in need of grace

( Poem By Raymond A. Foss)

Words You have given me
to share, the joy of You
in this world, in Your love
for Your people,
by blood, by faith
Your people, of Abraham,
of the baptism
Words You have given me
Help me Lord, today
to dwell in Your Word,
Your grace, to find Your Truth
Your Love, to share
in the words
You have given me

(Poem By Raymond A. Foss)

She was free,
free of the script,
the words, the guide
she had sitting before her
Free to speak from her heart
from her experience,
from her faith.
Seeing a difference,
moving from teaching to preaching,
sharing a stronger, more relevant message
with the congregation
Free to share the words of hope
the strong words of baptism
of joining the priesthood,
you and me, when we claim our right
our adoption in the family of God

(Poem By Raymond A. Foss)

She sat beside me in the chapel this morning
as her momma began to preach
we were in the back, to avoid
distracting others, with her fidgeting;
but for a moment, she was focused
on the message in the glass
“That’s Jesus!” she exclaimed
for me to hear, smile and nod
yes, the panes of the stained glass
to my left were the story of Jesus,
His birth, Baptism, Ministry,
His death and Resurrection
She saw it clearly, even at five years old
in a moment of sharing, in the back of
the chapel this Sunday morning

(Poem By Raymond A. Foss)

The words of God, the Son,
at the beginning, the start
of his earthly ministry
After the baptism, near the Jordan.
Disciples of the first to proclaim
the coming of the kingdom,
read to lead and to follow;
but only after the fateful question
to remove false expectations
to understand the way of this Messiah
the journey of His ministry
the way that would lead to the cross

(Poem By Raymond A. Foss)