"Prove
to me there is God ",,,
,,a
man blantantly retorted to his friend.
"You
show me Him,, show me a miracle,
,and
I'll obey Him to the end! "
Talk
soon wandered from topic to topic
Arguing
on this, agreeing on that.
Challenges
made, theories where taken
Soon
a life would be touched,
a
Soul to be awakened
Closing
of the day soon fell
each
of the Friends bid a loving 'fairwell'
To
each of their homes they went
To
where-ever their lives are spent
Telephone
rings, he answers 'hello?'
"It
would have been nice to see you"
"Who's
this?"
the
voice answered " I think you know"
"You
passed Me by several times today,
I
was that man seeking shelter"
"You
kept your eye from seeing mine,
I
held My hand out to you in gesture"
"You
failed to see the little child there,
huddled
beside that wall"
"You
failed to see the childless couple,
walking
home from the mall"
"You
failed to see the eye meet eye,
a
bright new future was taking place"
"You
failed to see 3 people look Me in the face"
"What
kind of miracle would you choose,
to
turn your Heart my way?"
"You
insist you need a miracle,
I
give them to you every day"
Aghast
and shaken,
a
phone is quickly slammed.
Eyes
and mouth open,
a
tremble in the hands.
Tho'
we wish it would be so simple
if
He'd showed us as this man.
Maybe
today one more Heart is touched,
one
more has a chance to understand.
.....
P. Hanson 12/24/00
