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General : The House In The Weeds
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From: MSN NicknameCharliestamper3  (Original Message)Sent: 8/20/2008 4:37 PM

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 go
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 the 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 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,
When 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 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.''

'' 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's ever hard to find
If you're walking toward God's light.




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