Her life was not what she had hoped.
She was lost and all alone.
She had lived a life of emptiness.
Despair and pain was all she’d known.
She was searching for a place
To feel accepted and secure.
She saw a vision of a cross
And heard a whisper in her ear.
With her child in her arms
She went to church that next Sunday.
She wore tattered clothes and shoes
And sat in front to hear them pray.
Nobody would sit by her.
They seemed disturbed that she was there.
They turned away when she would look at them.
She thought someone here would care.
They were all to busy “having church”
To notice this lost soul.
Selfishness and fear gripped them.
They wouldn’t let God have the control.
Her heart was open to the truth
Instead, she left with heaviness.
“I guess God is not the answer.”
She sighed, with added loneliness.
How many times has this happened
And you didn’t care to notice it?
Aren’t we called to show our brethren
Who we are by His Spirit?
Don’t get so caught up in “church”
That you somehow forget to tell
About the love and mercy you’ve received
Lest our brothers be cast to hell.
©A. Ragg 2001