“The Unassuming”

An unassuming woman sat quietly in her home, 

Remembering the bygone years of yesterday.

The Laughter, The Smiles The Tears, The Joy, The Songs,

The pitter patter of soft babies feet,

That ran to her side, seeking a treat.

Yet one by one, 

her family had gone, 

Her friends had all passed, 

leaving her utterly alone.

Her prayer Rang out, as she softly cried, 

LORD, I am alone, and lonely, “LORD I need”, 

Then suddenly she died. 

Standing before JESUS, she softly said,

Forgive me LORD, but I need to know, 

why the solitude in my latter years. 

As she humbled herself,

and choked back the tears.

The years passed by, 

one, two and three, 

forgive me for wondering,

"if you had forgotten me."

A simple reply the LORD did make, 

as he told of the many, who did forsake.

The LORD hadn't forgotten the woman at all, 

request he had sent, but none answered his call.

Year after Year, summer, winter and fall, 

the LORD had beckoned, and spoken to all.

One by one, they all turned away, 

including the neighbors, on thanksgiving day.

Their prayers were found bitter, 

as they each blessed the food. 

Bitter for the sake of the widow, 

they had failed to include.

May we Remember those who are Alone this year.

May we open the doors of our hearts and Homes.

May we include others in our Joyous Celebrations.

May we all remember, the quiet unassuming few,

That someday my friend, could include even you.

 

With Much Hope and Love,

Pastor Will