<b>The Visitor - poem - not by me</b>

by Paige
in my world of make-believe

December 30th, 2005

One day, a man went to visit a church.

He got there early, parked his car, and
got out.

Another car pulled up and the driver got

out and said,"I always park there!

You took my place!" The visitor went
inside for

Sunday School, found an empty seat and
sat down.

A young lady from the church
approached him and stated,

"That's my seat! You took my place!"

The visitor was somewhat distressed
by this rude welcome, but said nothing.

After Sunday School, the visitor went
into the sanctuary and sat down.

Another member walked up to him and said,

"That's where I always sit! You took my
place!"

The visitor was
even more troubled by
this
treatment, but still He said nothing.

Later as the congregation was praying
for Christ to dwell among them,

the visitor stood up, and his appearance
began to change.

Horrible scars became visible on
his hands and on his sandaled feet.
Someone from the congregation
noticed him and called out, "What happened
to you?"

The visitor replied, as his hat
became a crown of thorns, and a tear fell
from his eye,

"I took your place."


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