Quote from Forum Archives on April 27, 2006, 2:37 pm

Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>

"WHY GO TO CHURCH"

 

Some go to church to take a walk.
Some go to church to laugh and talk.

 

Some go to church to meet a friend.
Some go to church, their time to spend.

 

Some go to church to meet a lover.
Some go to church, a fault to cover.

 

Some go to church for speculation.
Some go to church for observation.

 

Some go to church to doze and nod.
The wise go there to worship God.

 

WHY DO YOU GO?
Read John 4:24

 

"LITTLE    ROY"

 

       

A  young  boy  walked  to  school
With  books  in  hand  each  day
' Remember  the  Golden  Rule '
His  mama  would  always  say. 
  

Even  tho'  he  was  only  eight
He  walked  alone,  this  boy
Never  absent,  never  late
They  called  him  'Little  Roy.' 
  

Little  Roy  was  only  five
The  day  his  daddy  died
Wondering  how  they  would  survive,
Remembering  how  mama  cried. 
  

After  that,  times  were  rough,
Not  enough  food  to  eat
This  made  Little  Roy  get  tough,
Mama  looked  old  and  beat. 
  

His  shorts  were  torn  and  old,
One  ragged  pair  of  jeans
Little  Roy  had  never  told
But  kids  at  school  were  mean. 
  

Little  Roy  in  High  School  now
Just  about  to  Graduate
Years  that  he  had  done  without,
Now  College  would  have  to  wait. 
  

Mechanic  job,  he  worked  in  town
For  Roy,  life's  still  a  test
In  a  Garage  he  could  be  found,
Working  harder  than  all  the  rest. 
  

Five  years  past,  a  bitter  man
Still  searching  for  that  Light
Little  Roy  couldn't  understand
Why  mama  still  cried  at  night. 
  

She  was  sick,  Little  Roy  knew
Her  medicine  took  all  he  had
Every  day  he  dreaded  too,
For  the  day  she  joined  his  dad. 
  

He  buried  mama  that  next  year
Near  daddy,  side  by  side
Long  time  since  Roy  shed  a  tear,
That  day  he  knelt  and  cried. 
  

Ten  years  later  to  the  day
Little  Roy  walked  the  aisle
Married  a  Christian  who  loved  to  pray
They  were  happy  for  a  while. 
  

She  lost  his  baby  and  her  life,
Little  Roy  was  alone  again
Mad  at  God,  he  missed  his  wife
But  the  Lord  had  plans  for  him. 
  

One  year  later,  took  a  walk
Into  a  church  one  night
Sat  and  heard  the  Preacher  talk,
His  heart  prepared  to  fight. 
  

Five  years  later   stood  a  man
With  a  sermon  to  enjoy
At  the  Pulpit  now  with  Bible  in  hand
They  call  him  'Pastor  Roy.'  
  

Sunday  there  were  tearful  eyes,
 As  he  told  his  story,  but  understand
The  Lord,  HE  had  a  reason  why
For  Roy  now  holds  God's  Hand. 
 

Have a Blessed Day
Dave and Barbara

 

 

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