*Received from a friend and would like to share it with you.* ********************************************************** *Just Checking In Today* *A Minister passing through his church* *In the middle of the day,* *Decided to pause by the altar* *To see who came to pray.* *Just then the back door opened,* *And a man came down the aisle,* *The minister frowned as he saw the man* *Hadnt shaved in a while.* *His shirt was torn and shabby,* *And his coat was worn and frayed,* *The man knelt down and bowed his head,* *Then rose and walked away.* *In the days that followed at precisely noon,* *The preacher saw this chap,* *Each time he knelt just for a moment,* *A lunch pail in his lap.* *Well, the ministers suspicions grew,* *With robbery a main fear,* *He decided to stop and ask the man,* *What are you doing here?* *The old man said he was a factory worker* *And lunch was half an hour* *Lunchtime was his prayer time,* *For finding strength and power.* *I stay only a moment* *Because the factorys far away;* *As I kneel here talking to the Lord,* *This is kinda what I say:* *I Just Came By To Tell You, Lord,* *How Happy I Have Been,* *Since We Found Each Other’s Friendship* *And You Took Away My Sin.* *Dont Know Much Of How To Pray,* *But I Think About You Every day.* *So, Jesus, This Is Ben,* *Just Checking In Today.* *The minister feeling foolish,* *Told Ben that it was fine.* *He told the man that he was welcome* *To pray there anytime.* *Its time to go, and thanks, Ben said* *As he hurried to the door.* *Then the minister knelt there at the altar,* *Which hed never done before.* *His cold heart melted, warmed with love,* *As he met with Jesus there.* *As the tears flowed down his cheeks,* *He repeated old Bens prayer:* *I Just Came By To Tell You, Lord,* *How Happy Ive Been,* *Since We Found Each Other’s Friendship* *And You Took Away My Sin.* *I Dont Know Much Of How To Pray,* *But I Think About You Every day.* *So, Jesus, This Is Me,* *Just Checking In Today.* *Past noon one day, the minister noticed* *That old Ben hadnt come.* *As more days passed and still no Ben,* *He began to worry some.* *At the factory, he asked about him,* *Learning he was ill.* *The hospital staff was worried,* *But hed given them a thrill.* *The week that Ben was with them,* *Brought changes in the ward.* *His smiles and joy contagious.* *Changed people were his reward.* *The head nurse couldnt understand* *Why Ben could be so glad,* *When no flowers, calls or cards came,* *Not a visitor he had.* *The minister stayed by his bed,* *He voiced the nurses concerns:* *No friends had come to show they cared.* *He had nowhere to turn.* *Looking surprised, old Ben spoke up* *And with a winsome smile;* *The nurse is wrong, she couldnt know,* *Hes been here all the while.* *Every day at noon He comes here,* *A dear friend of mine, you see,* *He sits right down and takes my hand,* *Leans over and says to me:* *I Just Came By To Tell You, Ben,* *How Happy I Have Been,* *Since We Found This Friendship,* *And I Took Away Your Sin.* *I Think About You Always* *And I Love To Hear You Pray,* *And So Ben, This Is Jesus,* *Just Checking In Today.* *If this blesses you, pass it on. Many people* *will walk in and out of your life, but only* *true friends will leave footprints in your* *heart...* *May God hold you in the palm of His hand.* *So, FRIENDS & FAMILY, this is ME .....* *Just Checking In Today*
Posted on: Wed, 09 Apr 2014 22:28:44 +0000
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