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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=452578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What Do You Call it?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What do you call it, when you have a disability, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And once your were at a church, and now you're not; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But no one from the church comes but say excuse me, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot be there, I no longer can cope, did I put them in a spot? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>What do you call it, is it an excuse, or am I contagious at all? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If your in a wheelchair, Being in a church my problem is small; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why can't look past the chair, and see my need, today, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even a phone call would help, but their heart says no way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>What do they call it, If some one is not so very well, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And can't get to church, pain is bad, they won't hear when I tell; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That I need fellowship from folks, so I don't shrink, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But they don't listen, their brains just don't think.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>What does God call it, to leave a Christian alone, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That isn't very well, and yet, no one will ring on the phone; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought the Lord taught us, think of others first, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when one is unwell, they shouldn't allow their bubble to burst.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Please Lord! Help me to have fellowship in some way, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I can't get to church, they'd come some day; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It hurts to be left, with no calls, cards, or visitors as well, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Please Lord, make them think, to make my phone to bell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Margaret+Haig">Margaret Haig</a><div class=q>
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And once your were at a church, and now you're not; 

But no one from the church comes but say excuse me, 

I cannot be there, I no longer can cope, did I put them in a spot? 


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