Saturday, April 28, 2007

The House Behind The Weeds

Just two little boys
walking down a dusty lane.....
They came upon
this old white house...
with broken window panes.

The paint was faded,
the shine was gone....
the grass had grown so high.....
still they made their little feet...
to see what was inside.

They opened up
the squeaky door.
and then it came to light....
This must have been
an old church house...
once upon a time.

Dirty, dusty wooden pews...
a pulpit that still stood...
A bible laid upon it....
though the pages
weren't too good.

An offering plate
and song books too...
were lying on the floor.
They must have left
this old church fast...
the day they closed these doors.

And over in the corner,
a piano was still there.
it must have played a pretty tune...
but I guess nobody cared.

So little Bill looked up at Tommy...
and Tommy looked at Bill...
Why don't we clean this old church up
and get these old pews filled?"

They took a rag
and wiped the dust...
to try and make things shine
And then they took the offering plate...
and put in it their last dime.

They took a broom
and swept the floor...
and picked up broken glass....
They got it all so nice and neat...
and then they mowed the grass.

They lifted up the old church sign...
and stood it by a tree...
right down by that old dirt road....
where everyone could see.

They ran back home,
to find Daddy gone...
but their Momma was inside...
Just to find her hurt again
where Daddy had made her cry.

"Don't cry Momma,
wipe those tears,"
Little Bill and Tommy smiled...
"Cause we have a big surprise for you....
just down the road a mile."

Hand in hand they tugged at her
until they made her run....
"What is it Bill,
Oh Tommy,just
what have you two kids done?"

And then they came upon the house...
once hidden by the weeds...
and there it stood a country church...
just like it used to be.

"But what is it, Mother?
What's with your tears?
We thought this would bring you joy."
"Yes, but hush kids now and listen close...
my two sweet precious boys.

"They both got quiet
and stood real still....
for the words they heard so true....
was Daddy praying in the church...
with his head bowed on the pew.

"Forgive me Lord! Forgive me Lord!
though I'm not worthy of Your love..
shine down on this sinner man..
sweet Salvation from above."

"For I've been out in the world,
You know....living my life all wrong....
until I came upon this church;
the place where I belong."

"I never noticed it before...
all those times I passed it up.
I guess I wasn't looking, Lord....
or maybe I was drunk."

"Bless oh Lord, yes, bless oh Lord...
the one who made me see....
this little church that used to hide...
behind all those tall weeds."

And then he raised his head and stood...
with his hands high in the air..
to find two, dirty, tear-faced boys..
with Momma standing there.

They ran up to him,
hugged him tight...
as their tears fell on the floor,
"Don't worry kids, I'm not the Dad,
the one you've known before."

Things are different for us now.....
so keep on those pretty smiles....
and let's go gather people in....
to walk down these church aisles."

Then Bill looked up at Tommy,
and Tommy looked at Bill...
"Come on brother, let's get to work...
to get these old pews filled."

"For we need no special blessing...
for cleaning up this church...
cause, God gave us back our Daddy...
and that's more than gold is worth."

Sunday morning, pews all filled...
and smiles on every face...
Especially two little country boys...
the ones who found this place.

Though it was hid back in the weeds....
and so far out of sight....
Nothing is ever hard to find.....
If you're walking toward God's light.

1 John 1:7 "But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin."

This makes me think of the song "Thanks To Calvary". May God bless you all today!!

9 comments:

Karen said...

Beautiful poem. It brings a tear to the eye. Who wrote it?

Janie said...

That is a sweet tear jerker! Grab the tissues!!!

Julie's Jewels said...

It made me cy too!! I'm not sure who wrote it. I got it in an email this morning from a pastor friend of ours. It touched my heart so I thought I would share it with my readers.

Karen said...

I'll have show it to my husband when he gets home.Thanks for sharing it.

Justin said...

I was thinking of that same song, Thanks To Calvary, while I was reading your post. That was a great poem.

~Kristi

Happymama said...

My son didn't sign out of his blog so that's why his picture is with my comment. LOL It drives me crazy when he does that. LOL ARGH!!

~Kristi

Jodi said...

What a great little story and such a good reminder of the ripple effect of our actions, be they big or small.

Sandy said...

I got all teary eyed while reading this.... Thank you.

Marsheila said...

Great poem.... that reminds me of a house we use to live in. behind it in the woods was an old church it look like it had been there for a hundred years. thanks for sharing it

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