![]() The minister stayed by his bed, He voiced the nurse's concern: No friends came to show they cared. The head nurse couldn't understand why Jim was so glad, when no flowers, calls, or cards came, not a visitor he had. The week that Jim was with them brought changes in the ward. The hospital staff was worried, but he'd given them a thrill. As more days passed without Jim, he began to worry some.Īt the factory, he asked about him, learning he was ill. Past noon one day, the minister noticed that old Jim hadn't come. SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME, CHECKING IN TODAY." I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY. As the tears flowed, in his heart, he repeated old Jim's prayer: His cold heart melted, warmed with love, and met with Jesus there. The minister knelt at the altar he'd never done it before. Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks." He hurried to the door. He told the man he was welcome to come and pray just anytime. The minister, feeling foolish, told Jim that was fine. SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM, CHECKING IN TODAY." SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.ĭON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY. "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD, HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, "I stay only moments, see, because the factory is so far away as I kneel here talking to the Lord, This is kinda what I say: Lunchtime was his prayer time, for finding strength and power. The old man said, he worked down the road. Well, the minister's suspicions grew, with robbery a main fear, He decided to stop the man and ask him, "What are you doing here?" ![]() In the days that followed, each noontime came this chap, each time he knelt just for a moment, a lunch pail in his lap. His shirt was kinda shabby and his coat was worn and frayed, the man knelt, bowed his head, then rose and walked away. Just then the back door opened, a man came down the aisle, the minister frowned as he saw the man hadn't shaved in a while. You should make sure you can hear it)Ī minister, passing through his church in the middle of the day, decided to pause by the altar and see who had come to pray. (There is some music that will play automatically.
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