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Tndeer1
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0 posted 2005-07-02 01:19 AM


"God's Holy Place"

It's Sunday again and I'm on my way
To hear all the things that God has to say
My very own place where no one can see
Each week I am there by my favorite tree

I watch everyone as they're walking in
With dresses of silk and suits for the men
I know they are blessed it shows on their face
They're happy to share God's Holiest Place

I wish I could go but I don't belong
I couldn't shame God with clothes that are wrong
As I wait to hear the pastor's sweet voice
These dark clouds appear I must make a choice

With thunder so loud and lightning all round
I run to the church through rain pouring down
I open the door so quiet and slow
I'll stay in the back so no-one will know

As I turn around the silence was there
Heads turned one by one they started to stare
The whispers I heard had hurt even more
Especially the one I heard by the door

"How dare she come in to this Holy Place
Her dress is just rags with dirt on her face"
I thought to myself "How cruel they can be"
As I watched each one just staring at me

I felt so ashamed my tears start to fall
I clung to my dress not moving at all
When I turned to leave, I heard someone say
"Please join us my friend I've prayed for this day"

His hand covered mine as I turned to see
The pastor had tears in his eyes for me
He led me up to the very front row
And whispered, "God's pleased you don't have to go"

The carpet was soft as clouds in the sky
I saw paintings of the angels that fly
Such colors of red bright silver and gold
Yes this really was a sight to behold

Unworthy I felt to be in this place
And then my eyes saw the pain on his face
A statue of Christ that stood very tall
Mistreated by man yet died for us all

Then I had noticed the dirt on his face
And rags that he wore in this Holy Place
I looked at my dress so ragged and torn
Yes this was the best that I could have worn

The pastor then smiled when he looked at me
He knew this was what I needed to see
His thought for the day when church was all through
"Judge Ye Not Your Brother, For God Will Judge You"

In silence they left he said no good-byes
Then he came by me with tears in his eyes
He said he was glad for his answered prayer
I knew then he'd seen me sitting out there

Then on my old dress a white rose he laid
He made it all worth the price I had paid
He said, "Don't you know it's God you must please
What's deep in your heart is all that he sees"

He held my hand tight then wiped my last tear
He said "Please come back you are welcome here"
While walking back home cold rain on my face
So much like the eyes in "God's Holy Place"

I know now I'm rich yes he made me see
God even will Love a person like me


© By: Freda H. Babinski
9-4-94

Tndeer1

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1 posted 2005-07-02 03:29 AM


oh this is so touching

I've always been afraid to go to church because I don't dress up well, and the people there can be so cruel.

Love this, but it needs to be reposted in Open 36, the newest forum were it can be read by many like it should be

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2 posted 2005-07-02 02:59 PM


Freda~
This is just sooooo wonderful~

Now, I hope you will contact an OPEN FORUM Deputy Moderator or Administrator and have this moved to the new OPEN #36 so others can read, enjoy and reply~

*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

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the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
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latearrival
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3 posted 2005-07-02 04:17 PM


This  was the way it was years ago when my mom had those feelings. My grandfather had dressed my brothers and myself and my Dad but neglected to buy anything for my Mother.
So she felt she could not accompany us to church. Somehow my Dad managed to get her a new suit and heads turned when she walked down the aisle as she was tall and attractive. No one had ever turned to look at her before .... Today it is so different. Those who do not want to dress to the hilt seem to go to the church at the Beach and dress as casually as they want to. Another good one. I really enjoy what you write. martyjo

Tndeer1
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since 2005-06-24
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4 posted 2005-07-02 10:59 PM


Thank You All for your sweet responses,
Churches are quite different these days and if you don't have the right clothes, it seems that you can be made to feel very uncomfortable. It's not right because God does ONLY see what's inside your heart.

Guess I made a BOO BOO. Wasn't sure about posting it myself in #36. It was late and I was very tired so to the Moderator, please feel free to move this if I've done it wrong.
Thank You!

Tndeer1

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