tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64374562008-07-26T19:30:04.234-04:00Poetry Where You LiveRay Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comBlogger3283125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-61746215213772401632008-07-26T19:27:00.000-04:002008-07-26T19:28:32.850-04:00Watching the Skyon the water, the boat<br />watching the shore, the water,<br />birds, the loons, the horizon<br />watching the sky, clouds<br />shadows on the forest below<br />growing, darkening clouds<br />wakes, waves on the water<br />bobbing water birds<br />blue sky, changing in the heat<br />hikers on the mountain,<br />boats on the water with us<br />watching them all<br />as much as my eye, <br />my mind can take<br />drinking all of these in<br /><br />July 26, 2008<br />Squam Lake, NHRay Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-15349116205925123442008-07-26T18:25:00.001-04:002008-07-26T18:25:34.861-04:00Listening in the SilenceI sat apart, in the back of the sanctuary<br />no roof our walls were around me<br />nature all around<br />Listening in the silence<br />drinking in the stillness<br />sitting in the pew, watching the sky<br />the lake, the birch cross<br />shimmering in July air<br />clear blue overhead<br />pines and blueberries all around<br />being present in the chapel<br />in fellowship with God<br />in the silence of the woods<br /><br />July 26, 2008<br />Chocorua Island Chapel, <br />Church Island, Squam Lake, <br />Holderness, NH<br />http://www.churchisland.org/Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-88127041993463424512008-07-26T17:39:00.002-04:002008-07-26T19:22:55.879-04:00A Smell of MothballsBehind the cabin, age and mothballs<br />a smell I will not forget<br />of a cabin, a retreat, of another time<br />no living proof, no visible thing<br />but powerful things, the smell of age,<br />the smell of long gone mothballs<br />age has a smell, more than musty,<br />not readily given description; but real<br />out in the woods, the old building oozed<br />reeked of age and mothballs,<br />just as her home did, so long ago<br />out in the woods where the park was<br />almost forty years later, still quick to recall<br />that same smell of mothballs<br /><br />July 26, 2008<br />memories of Laurel Park<br />http://www.laurel-park.org/ <br />and Chocorua Island Chapel, <br />Church Island, Squam Lake, <br />Holderness, NH<br />http://www.churchisland.org/Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-69419699639408528122008-07-26T17:33:00.000-04:002008-07-26T17:34:16.015-04:00Sharing BerriesOne for me <br />one for her (handfuls that is)<br />wild blueberries, picking from the bushes<br />high above my eyes, down by my knees<br />sharing berries with my baby<br />out on the island in the lake<br />like my island in that other lake<br />so long ago, a lifetime ago,<br />Warm ripe blueberries, <br />hot sun, blue sky, <br />late July<br /><br />July 26, 2008<br />me and Shanequa<br />Chocorua Island Chapel, <br />Church Island, Squam Lake, <br />Holderness, NH<br />http://www.churchisland.org/Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-46358611121418093412008-07-26T17:27:00.001-04:002008-07-26T17:34:42.719-04:00In the chapelsitting alone, in the back of the sanctuary<br />pines the rafters, blue sky the ceiling<br />more beautiful than the Sistine Chapel<br />the chapel on the island in the woods<br />wild blueberries as I walked the path there<br />a birch cross, a baptismal fount in living rock<br />a stone pulpit, wooden pews, solemnity, casualness<br />intermixed feelings, serene, quiet, <br />pine needles the floorboards<br />an empty chapel on a summer Saturday<br /><br />July 26, 2008<br />Chocorua Island Chapel, <br />Church Island, Squam Lake, <br />Holderness, NH<br />http://www.churchisland.org/Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-82922639441888928312008-07-26T17:21:00.000-04:002008-07-26T17:22:06.400-04:00On the WaterThe spray of the water<br />splashing in the air<br />crossing the wake, the wave<br />other boats on the water<br />Sitting in the sun, open air<br />remembering so many moments<br />when I was on the water, alone<br />me and my canoe, lingering<br />lounging in the water, drifting,<br />floating, shifting with wind,<br />with waves of wind, of tides,<br />other boats in a hurry<br />not me, and my time<br />on the water again<br />basking in the moment,<br />glory of the day<br /><br />July 26, 2008Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-48425560092189409922008-07-25T08:31:00.001-04:002008-07-25T08:33:15.985-04:00Heavenly PerspectiveThe words, these holy, hope-filled words<br />so hard to internalize, to really fathom<br />a heavenly perspective on human life<br />letting go of all, no matter the struggle,<br />understanding the significance, the faith<br />in the rest of the story, what happens beyond<br />at the end of the age, afterwards<br />that what happens here, in a real sense<br />doesn’t matter when the story is told<br />a different ending, a happy ending<br />if God is for us, who can be against us<br />Not that there won’t be, for there will;<br />but who are they, when compared, contrasted<br />with the creator, the sustainer, the savior<br />a heavenly perspective, hard to do;<br />but even a glimpse brings joy<br /><br />July 25, 2008<br />Romans 8:26-39<br />and Upper Room Disciplines 2008<br />for July 24 and July 25, 2008Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-15404537728472699352008-07-24T12:14:00.001-04:002008-07-24T12:14:53.678-04:00Tell Me Your StoryBeyond the legal jargon, the him versus her,<br />the pleadings, the causes, the arguments<br />there is the story, the reality of their lives<br />ups and downs, pains and hurts,<br />weakness and struggles<br />joys and sorrows<br />Tell me your story, I long to say<br />to gain an understanding, to really hear<br />the way through the thicket<br />the chaos of life, justice,<br />if it was so easy<br />would they need me<br />if it was fair<br />the result foretold<br />So, tell me your story<br />all chapters and verse<br />I am here to listen<br />I care about you<br /><br />July 24, 2008Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-50359990541962044922008-07-24T12:05:00.001-04:002008-07-24T12:07:29.458-04:00Drinking from the Deep WellDrinking from the deep well<br />the living water of your story<br />words of scripture, the story of God<br />how he loves us eternally,<br />before there was, he was<br />creating us from nothingness<br />from dust, from clay<br />we are his and his alone<br />breath from his breath<br />in his image<br />the people, his people, by faith called<br />by faith justified, never earned<br />faith alone is enough<br />we are worthy, called to relationship<br />sacrificing for us, reconciled evermore<br />over and over we fail, <br />He pulls us up, arms open when we run<br />to him we find refuge, strength, love<br />In him our salvation, union with our God<br />Drink the deep cool living water<br />call on him and he will answer<br /><br />July 24, 2008Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-2271653145310308532008-07-23T20:37:00.001-04:002008-07-23T20:41:45.489-04:00Being FedFalling into your word,<br />the living waters of scripture<br />being fed with the law, the precepts,<br />the stories of your people,<br />straying but you are always there<br />lifting them up, lifting me up now<br />in the wilderness, in the desert<br />challenging times, time of pruning<br />time of plenty, moments of trial<br />of transition, opening up new callings<br />new ways to serve; being fed, in your word<br />poured into me, into my spirit,<br />ready to share, to pour out<br />as your spirit leads me<br /><br />July 23, 2008Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-56701497515642117272008-07-23T20:12:00.000-04:002008-07-23T20:13:40.074-04:00Out in our GardenSmell of rich soil,<br />wet from the drenching rains,<br />weeds yield to my gentle tug<br />beds of shimmering color,<br />the droplets refracting, reflecting<br />radiating warmth, richer hues<br />buzzing of the bees, <br />stop to watch the yellow swallowtail<br />hovering over the blooms,<br />the bright cosmos, the yellow marigolds,<br />the stately Black-eyed Susan, <br />mud under my nails, green stain<br />on my finger, a hint on my shorts<br />a smile on my face, under the thin sweat<br />out in our garden, the girls in the yard<br />laughing in the summer sun<br /><br />July 23, 2008Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-11290638690964313742008-07-23T19:42:00.001-04:002008-07-23T19:52:47.065-04:00Weeding in our GardenFinding the tares, the weeds<br />the grasses, the ragweed,<br />milkweed and plantain, growing, thriving<br />in the lilies, the beds, the wild mustard plants<br />all growing in the rich soil, growing in the sun<br />weeding in our garden, pulling the dead,<br />letting the light in, culling the weeds,<br />the roots, the dead leaves, those choking out<br />But seeing the clematis vines, the milkweed<br />home for monarchs, the yellow of the goldenrod<br />all part of the garden, the wild, untamed<br />the rocks too, all growing among tomatoes,<br />the cosmos, the lilacs, the maples, <br />a living wild, garden, <br />finding balance and color<br />a garden taking shape<br />a purpose coming into focus<br />slowly, carefully, prayerfully<br /><br />July 23, 2008<br />1 Corinthians 3:5-9, the combined message,<br />“Transition”, by <br />Reverend Yoo Cha Yi,<br />Pastor Ruth Foss, Mary Ann Cioffi,<br />and Reverend Huntley Halvorson,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church,<br />Suncook, NH, June 22, 2008, <br />and the combined sermons of <br />Reverend Huntley Halvorson and Pastor Ruth L. Foss,<br />7/6, 7/13, and 7/20/08Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-32579518267221624552008-07-23T19:36:00.000-04:002008-07-23T19:37:41.386-04:00Holy FailuresOver and over in the holy word,<br />holy failures, people failing in human eyes,<br />became leaders, prophets, kings, saving, guiding,<br />bringing people to God, used by the creator, the savior,<br />to be the vessels, the hands, the feet of God, sharing<br />his grace with the world, his lessons to share, his love to show<br />over and over, they were called, and they answered, even reluctantly,<br />Here I am Lord. May we be as bold, even in our doubts; <br />to be the vessels of God’s love, a libation of hope<br />to the ends of the earth, to the end of the age<br /><br />July 23, 2008<br />Sermon, “Murphy was Wrong”, by Reverend Huntley Halvorson,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church,<br />Suncook, NH 7/20/08Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-70279081417588959652008-07-23T19:21:00.000-04:002008-07-23T19:25:18.632-04:00Our Journey Togethera new moment in our lives, <br />together we are centered, waiting, listening<br />for the will of God, the still small voice<br />speaking from the silence, from the stillness<br />searching for our mission, our call<br />as a people, as a congregation<br />Flawed servants, able, only with God’s hand<br />to minister, to share grace, to bring hope<br />Their message clear, we, together<br />must be ready, must be attentive,<br />our oil full, our lamps lit, our hearts open<br />our hands prepared, to serve<br /><br />July 23, 2008<br />Sermons of Reverend Huntley Halvorson,<br />and Pastor Ruth L. Foss,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church,<br />Suncook, NH 7/6, 7/13, and 7/20/08Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-26021087866263332332008-07-23T19:19:00.000-04:002008-07-23T19:20:42.803-04:00A Shared JourneyThey each evoked, spoke of, shared<br />a sense of a shared journey, <br />we all are on together<br />finding our way anew, <br />with one another<br />discerning, listening, <br />being guided by an unseen hand<br />a call to ministry once more<br />transition continuing, evolving<br />in this shared journey of faith<br />believing we can, with the help of God<br />never alone, never on our own<br />being the hands, the feet, the voice of God,<br />the face of Christ to the world<br /><br />July 23, 2008<br />Sermons of Reverend Huntley Halvorson,<br />and Pastor Ruth L. Foss,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church,<br />Suncook, NH 7/6, 7/13, and 7/20/08Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-87704533699532322542008-07-23T19:11:00.000-04:002008-07-23T19:12:30.447-04:00Bitter Water made SweetWith a tree, a branch, some wood<br />cast, at the command of God,<br />bitter water made sweet,<br />complaints silenced<br />Heavenly provision<br />(and that was the point),<br />the people found their thirst quenched<br />their needs met; before the manna, the quails,<br />bitter water was made sweet<br />in the desert, the wilderness<br />God provided, God provides still<br />Trust in the Lord, always<br /><br />July 23, 2008<br />Exodus 15:23Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-45612204796373493532008-07-23T19:06:00.000-04:002008-07-23T19:07:49.082-04:00Bitter WatersA restless people, days into their wilderness journey<br />already finding fault, bickering, forgetting their saving<br />bitter waters, in their desert times, in the land<br />setting out they found bitter waters<br />sweetened by a piece of wood, a tree<br />an instrument of God’s will<br /><br />So are we, restless, longing<br />wandering, following another shepherd<br />looking for the promised land, finding bitter waters<br />sweetened too by the hand of God, his saving grace for us<br />we seek that far off land, impatient, impulsive, wanting now<br />Like them, we should trust, in the God of creation, for salvation<br /><br />July 23, 2008<br />Exodus 15:23Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-36656286672035645422008-07-20T17:42:00.002-04:002008-07-20T17:43:10.219-04:00Grace is a GiftGrace is a gift, a gift of God;<br />not earned, never earned; a gift<br />offered to all, not a word,<br />an experience, something lived<br />proof in the living of our lives<br />But grace isn’t a gift for us, <br />not an end point<br />Grace is not for us, for others<br />for others through us, spreading outward<br />from our hands, our voices, being God’s grace<br />sharing the creator’s love<br />being grace, the love of God<br />a gift to the nations, <br />a blessing to the world<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Romans 5:1-5 and<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-20714826447702093622008-07-20T16:26:00.002-04:002008-07-20T16:27:24.825-04:00Grace is GivenGrace is given, by the savior, the creator,<br />by faith alone, a free gift, no payment, never earned<br />a wondrous gift for all, all willing to serve,<br />to be God’s instrument, to help others<br />Grace is for all of us, able to call on God<br />willing to admit the need of saving grace<br />not able, ourselves, to help ourselves<br />Needing the grace of God, that moment<br />we are given just that, beyond measure<br />a gift of the creator, love without end<br />Seek and ye shall find, ask and it will be given<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Romans 5:1-5 and<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-47049925273221634502008-07-20T15:58:00.001-04:002008-07-20T16:00:08.418-04:00Ben was mistakenIn a land of thinkers, of revolutionaries<br />breaking free of an empire, needing their wits<br />their guile, to hide behind trees, rocks,<br />rather than being in the open<br /><br />The concept might have made sense -<br />“God helps those who help themselves”;<br />but Ben was wrong; he missed the point<br /><br />We are as Adam, as Lot, as David, as Paul<br />doing that which we hate, living of the world<br />dying in sin; rising by faith, by grace alone<br /><br />By grace we are given hope, <br />our works pale in comparison<br />Clay only on the potter’s wheel<br />by His hands alone worthy vessels<br />By grace we give grace to others<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Romans 5:1-5 and<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”<br />“God helps those who help themselves”, by Ben Franklin,<br />Poor Richard's Almanac in 1757Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-15853601179184315832008-07-20T15:44:00.002-04:002008-07-20T15:45:46.656-04:00Grace through UsGrace is an experience<br />imparted through us, recognized <br />all around, in the sunset, <br />in a loving touch, in the rain,<br />the flowers blooming, <br />the children growing<br />grace abounds, experienced<br />not a word, a reality<br />a freely given gift<br />of the creator, of the father<br />the son, the spirit<br />lived out through us<br />children too, by faith<br />vessels of God’s grace<br />like Abraham, by faith, a blessing<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Romans 5:1-5 and<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-85552389779066157172008-07-20T15:21:00.000-04:002008-07-20T15:22:23.058-04:00Grace is for OthersThrough faith is grace given;<br />but not as an end, a thing given for us<br />Grace is for others, we merely agents,<br />vessels, pouring out God’s love<br />being God’s grace, by faith<br />poured into us, by the spirit<br />shared in the world<br />Grace given, shared with us,<br />when we accept, when we are ready,<br />instruments of His grace<br />for others<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Romans 5:1-5 and<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-72473116607466319052008-07-20T14:43:00.000-04:002008-07-20T14:54:46.932-04:00If Murphy was rightOh if Murphy had been right, <br />the story would have ended<br />oh so differently<br />He was right, the world was right<br />on Good Friday, the doubters,<br />the scoffers, the power elite,<br />He wasn’t so different, <br />the world ordered as they saw it<br />they were in control <br />He wasn’t the one<br />The one hanging <br />on the cross<br />The savior who wasn’t <br />the imposter, the heretic<br />the false claim to the divine<br />All would be lost<br />if Murphy was right<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-30593425501000990642008-07-20T14:41:00.000-04:002008-07-20T14:59:59.970-04:00But Murphy was WrongI am happy to report, <br />that Murphy was Wrong<br />and Easter came, the prophets<br />all fulfilled, Jesus, the son of God<br />rose from the grave<br />and the grace of God, <br />heaped on us, all, without ending<br />Rising he vanquished doubt<br />proved the scribe, the Pharisees,<br />the Sadducees wrong. <br />Murphy was wrong; wrong will not triumph,<br />right was victorious that day<br />Grace wiped away the death of sin<br />We live saved, because He rose<br />Good Friday came;<br />But Murphy was wrong<br />Because there was Easter ‘morn<br /><br />July 20, 2008<br />Sermon by Rev. Huntley Halvorson,<br />“Murphy Was Wrong”,<br />Suncook United Methodist Church, Suncook, NH<br />Murphy’s Law - “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong”Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437456.post-48752172312488544132008-07-20T13:30:00.001-04:002008-07-20T13:31:43.486-04:00The Shining City – v3I saw a glimpse today<br />of that shining city on the hill,<br />a city with the streets of gold<br />high on the horizon on the mountainside<br />sun a flaming ball perched there<br />with tongues of orange and yellow,<br />rich crimsons and purples on distant hills,<br />living clouds<br />as sunset filled <br />my peripheral view<br />Seared into my memory<br />of the beauty of moving color<br />fleeting scene<br />before it fell behind those distant hills<br />melting into darkening sky<br /><br />December 11, 2006 21:55<br />edited July 20, 2008, based on comments <br />from Chrissy Siggee, on faithwriters.com <br />received on 7/18.Ray Fosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05301588707001889995raymondafoss@gmail.com