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World Poetry Day – “Just Checking In”

In honour of World Poetry Day, I dug through my old “Friday Poem” posts and found one of my favourite poems.  Enjoy 😉

This beautiful poem came to my via my mum, she was given it by a man who walked into the church reception, and he, in turn, had been sent it by his son in Africa.prayer

The author is unknown, but it is a truly beautiful poem. Enjoy.

Just Checking In

A minister passing through his church

In the middle of the day,

Decided to pause by the altar

To see who comes to pray.

 

Just then the back door opened,

And a man came down the aisle,

The minister frowned as he saw the man

Hadn’t shaved for 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 for just a moment,

A lunch pail in his lap.

 

Well, the minister’s 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 factory’s 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.

DON’T 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.

 

“It’s time to go, and thanks,” Ben said

As he hurried to the door.

Then the minister knelt there at the altar,

Which he’d 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 Ben’s prayer.

 

“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.

DON’T 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 hadn’t 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 were worried,

But he’d given them a thrill.

 

The week that Ben was with them,

Brought changes in the ward.

His smiles and joy contagious.

Changed people his reward.

 

The head nurse couldn’t understand

Why Ben could be so glad,

When no flowers, calls or cards come,

Not a visitor he had.

 

The minister stayed by his bed,

He voiced the nurse’s concern:

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 couldn’t know,

He’s 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 say to me:

 

I JUST CAME BY TO TELL YOU, BEN,

HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER’S FRIENDSHIP

AND I TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

I THINK ABOUT YOU ALWAYS,

AND I LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY.

SO BEN, THIS IS JESUS,

JUST CHECKING IN TODAY!”

 

Many people will walk in and out of our lives, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

May God hold you in the palm of His hand and Angels watch over you…

…So friend, this is me…

“Just checking in today.”

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Glossing over Information

You know when you’re chatting to someone and they say something, that is incredibly significant, or important to them, and you register it, but then there’s a sense of awkwardness – should you pick up on it and ask questions? After all, they may not want to talk about it, or it may not appropriate for you to ask questions.

Then a few hours later, you wish you had, because you don’t want them to think that the information had not been received and you don’t care.

That!

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I’ll tell you what I want … What I really, really want

Now, I know that “I want” never gets, as I’m forever telling SC.

But, in my life there’s a fine line between what I wanted and what I got!

Yes, I am blessed with SC, and I forever thankful of that, but other things always seem out of reach. So here’s what I want:

I want a life filled with love and laughter.

I have this silly picture in my mind of my home – with me, my knight and our family. Laughter and happiness abound, but above all when the welcoming front door is opened you are hit with an intense feeling of warmth and love.

I’m not such a fool to think that it is all fabulous. I know there will be heartache along the way, but at least I won’t be alone in fighting the demons that come a’knocking!

I want a home filled with noise and music.

I am a naturally loud person, something SC has inherited. I can’t help it. My parents say I talk as if I was on the National Theatre stage trying to reach deaf old Aunt Ada at the back, whereas Mr Wrong No. 1 always ‘had a go’ at me for ‘projecting’. Like I say, I’ve got a loud voice – far too many years on the stage darrrrling!

My parents like quiet, so it’s always tense in the house, as I’m trying to keep SC’s noise levels to a minimum (maybe that’s way I’m such a stressed out mummy?).

As far as I’m concerned, noise is good – I know there are times when silence can, indeed, be golden and a welcome break – but in my experience a noisy home, is generally a happy one!

In my ‘dream’ our home would be full of noise – happy noise and music.

When SC was a baby, and we were alone in the house, I used to crank up the stereo, and we would have a marvellous time – I would have him in my arms and we would dance around with me belting out show tunes (which are a particular favourite of mine)

As far as I’m concerned, music is essential for a happy home – it can instantly lighten the mood 😉

To be honest, I’m happy to listen to anything. I never say never to listening to something new – although I do have a soft spot for show tunes (as I mentioned) and cheesy 80s pop music 😉

Finally, I want a knight in shining armour.

I don’t want a troll under the bridge – had enough of those to last me several lifetimes, thank you.

I don’t want to be messed around. I don’t want to be a convenient intermission whilst someone sorts out their problems. I don’t want to be led up the garden path with promises only for it to all be smashed in my face again, as the other party walks away laughing and I’m left to pick up the pieces of my life once more. I don’t want to be a rehearsal for someone until they decide they’re going to marry an internet bride. Shall I go on?

I know knights don’t really exist. I don’t even want “diamond sunbursts or marble halls”. I just want someone kind, caring, honest and true. Someone that I can laugh with, talk to and who can be my best friend.

Is that too much to ask?

My knight in shining armour not only has to fall in love with me though, but he has to love children and want to have a family.

I come as a package deal you see – you get me and SC. I like to think of it as  BOGOF offer 😉

He’s going to have to be able to step in and become a stable male role model to SC ( as well as any others we may be blessed with).

It’s a big ask of anyone to take on someone else’s child and help raise him. I know, my last 2 disasters have both involved me being typecast as the wicked stepmother. I know I am not cut out for it, but in some ways I feel it’s harder for a woman, than it is for a man.

So my knight will have to be very special indeed as I’m not a stereotypical single mother who will introduce her child to a different ‘uncle’ when the weather changes.

I want a family for keeps!

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