“See that you say nothing to anyone; but go your way, show yourself to the priest, and offer for your cleansing those things which Moses commanded, as a testimony to them.” Mark 1: 44
Whene'er I had my surgery
In 1991,
It was midweek, a Wednesday,
When everything was done.
Was given days t'recover
So it was PROVED, 'twas good
On Sunday afternoon, informed,
To go back home, I could.
So when my parents vis'ted
As DAILY did, to me,
Our church service that evening
Right there, I'd plan to be.
Recalling words in Gospel
"Go show yourself to priest
And offer for your cleansing......"
What I could DO, 'twas th'least.
HIS implications, given,
Of faith and submission,
Provided PROOF to "family"
Of HIS great compassion.
So up to church was driven,
Sat with my parents then,
Yearned to be in the choirstall
To sing there, once again.
Just prior to service starting,
As normal, choir, came in,
I noticed some did see me,
Then witnessed 'whisperin' ',
Aft service over, many
Across the church did pace,
To see how I was doing,
'Twas such a caring place.
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