A Little Poem for Sunday

Dear Friends,

A merry Sabbath to you! I found this poem tucked inside an Ideals Magazine Autumn issue, and thought I would share it with you.  They just don't write them like this anymore!

 

Heaven's Grocery Store

I was walking down life's highway a long time ago,

When I saw a sign that read "Heaven's Grocery Store."

As I got a little closer, the door came open wide,

And when I came to myself I was standing inside.

I saw a host of angels they were standing everywhere,

One handed me a basket and said, "My child, shop with care."

Everything a Christian needed was in that Grocery Store,

And all you couldn't carry you could come back the next day for more.

First I got some Patience, Love was in the same row,

Further down was Understanding, you need that everywhere you go.

I got a box or two of Wisdom, a box or two of Faith,

I just couldn't miss the Holy Ghost, for it was all over the pleace.

I stopped to get some Strength and Courage, to help me run this race;

By then my basket was getting full, but I remembered I needed some Grace.

I didn't forget Salvation, for Salvation that was free.

So, I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.

Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill,

For I thought I had to do everything to my Master's will.

As I went up to the aisle I saw Prayer and just had to put that in,

For I knew when I stepped outside, I would run right into sin.

Peace and Joy were plentiful, they were on the last shelf.

Song and Praises were hanging near so I just helped myself.

Then, I said to the Angel, now how much do I owe?

He just smiled and said, "Just take them everywhere you go."

Again I smiled at him and said, "How much, now really, do I owe?"

He smiled again and said, "My Child, Jesus paid your bill a long time ago!"

Love,

Marqueta