I never made it known
before,
Well not properly
known,
Friends knew I was
a Christian,
But I didn't act
like one,
Well when I say
I didn't act like one,
I mean I didn't
quote scriptures I didn't talk about church,
You know what I
mean,
So I suppose they
forgot,
I was different though,
I didn't swear like
my friends,
Just heard it when
they did,
I didn't smoke like
my friends,
I just waited for
them to finish,
I didn't join in
when they ganged up on someone,
I just waited for
them to stop,
That I thought was
good enough,
Then one day something
happened to me,
Something great,
I received Gods
Holy Spirit,
They were always
saying in church
"You need the Holy
Spirit" "Go an’ tarry"
Well I finally found
out what they meant,
Well at least the
bit about needing the Holy Spirit,
I felt so fresh,
alive, ready to take on anything,
That's when I decided,
I wasn't gonna be
ashamed of my God,
Of what I believed,
I was gonna let
the world know,
Well at least my
friends,
I soon found out
why I'd kept silent, I
thought they'd laugh,
but it was worse than that,
Those I thought
were my friends, turned against me,
They noticed a difference,
They were together
as one,
And I stuck out
like a sore thumb,
THE PREACHER
I didn't even have
to speak, just my actions put them off,
One girl in particular,
I'll leave out her name,
Hated me because
of my Christianity,
So much so, that
she once said to me:
"Everytime I see
you I see God!"
I didn't know whether
to cry for sorrow or for joy,
Could I possibly
find that pleasing?
When it was said
with so much spite,
I used to go home
and cry,
"Why God, Why?"
At the time I could
find no answer,
At least none that
could satisfy,
I was openly wounded,
Day after day of
insults and rejection.
Had left me hurting
and sore,
Questioning what's
it all for,
That's when the devil
came in for the kill,
"Why be a doer of
the word?" is what he was saying,
"Hearing was good
enough before, what's changed?"
I had changed,
Looking back, you
may ask was it worth it?
Weren't you alright
as you were?
Look at all the
pain I suffered,
What did it ever
achieve?
Well my answer would
be…
Then one day something
happened to me,
Some thing great,
I sat in church
some years later,
And saw someone
come through the door,
It was the same
particular girl I mentioned earlier,
She had given her
heart to God,
And was attending
my church,
Now I'm not saying
I had anything to do with it,
But then again maybe
I played a part,
If any of this sounds
familiar,
Then maybe, just
maybe,
It could be you!
1990 Author: J. Whyne
(B.W.A.P /JCam Praise)
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