Looking For Jesus

you got up early,
ate breakfast, showered,
put on your best clothes,
picked up your Bible,
got in your car and
drove to church...
looking for Jesus...

went to Sunday School,
said a coupla prayers,
listened to the preacher,
sang a coupla hymns,
made an offering...
looking for Jesus...

shook hands, patted backs,
jumped in your car
to hurry home...
passed an old blind man
in dirty clothes
standing on the corner...
pulled in the drive...
looking for Jesus...

you just passed Him!

poem by Eric CockrellReport problemRelated quotes
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