This is a beautiful story. Too bad we don't have more children like this.
HIDDEN IN THE WEEDS
Just two little boys were walking
Down a long and 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 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;
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 kids done?"
And, then they came upon the house
Once hidden by the weeds;
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."
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's 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 with one another, and the blood of Jesus Christ, His Son,
cleanses us from all sin."
Won't you please share this with people you want to be blessed.
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