Falling, Like Spring Rain by Raymond A. Foss
How the dove must have felt, falling from heaven, onto the Lord rising from the waters of the Jordan So was the grace falling on each of us, living in community, our lives set apart walking with our brother, journeying deeper into our faith Falling, like spring rain, cool, soft captured, collected, accumulating within us running down, like anointing oil So was the grace, wrapped like heavy fog like spring rain, to those oh so thirsty drinking in the grace of our Father the love shown by the example of our brother unmerited, incredible, humbling love refreshing like spring rain
April 29, 2009 April 23-26, 2009 Luke 24:13-35 Walk to Emmaus
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