A Lesson on Prayer


A minister passing through his church

       in the middle of the day,

decided to pause by the altar

       and see who had come to pray.

Just then the back door opened,

       a man came down the aisle,

The minister frowned as he saw

       the man hadn't shaved in a while.

His shirt was kinda shabby

       and his coat was worn and frayed,

the man knelt, he bowed his head,

       then rose and walked away.


In the days that followed,

       each noon time came this chap,

each time he knelt just for a moment,

       a lunch pail in his lap.

Well, the minister's suspicions grew,

       with robbery a main fear,

He decided to stop the man and ask him,

       "What are you doing here?"


The old man said, he worked down the road.

       Lunch was half an hour.

Lunchtime was his prayer time,

       for finding strength and power.

"I stay only moments, see,

       because the factory is so far away;

as I kneel here talking to the Lord,

       this is kinda what I say:


"I just came again to tell you, Lord,

       how happy I've been,

since we found each other's friendship

       and you took away my sin.

Don't know much of how to pray,

       but I think about you everyday.

so, Jesus, this is Jim checking in today."


The minister feeling foolish,

       told Jim, that was fine.

He told the man he was welcome

       to come and pray just anytime.

Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."

       He hurried to the door.


The minister knelt at the altar,

       he'd never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love,

       and met with Jesus there.

As the tears flowed, in his heart,

       he repeated old Jim's prayer:


"I just came again to tell you, Lord,

       how happy I've been,

since we found each other's friendship

       and you took away my sin.

Don't know much of how to pray,

       but I think about you everyday.

so, Jesus, this is me checking in today."


Past noon one day, the minister noticed

       that old Jim hadn't come.

As more days passed without Jim,

       he began to worry some.

At the factory, he asked about him,

       learning he was ill.

The hospital staff was worried,

       but he'd given them a thrill.

The week that Jim was with them,

       brought changes in the ward.

His smiles, a joy contagious.

       Changed people, were his reward.


The head nurse couldn't understand

       why Jim was so glad,

when no flowers, calls or cards came,

       not a visitor he had.

The minister stayed by his bed,

       he voiced the nurse's concern:

No friends came to show they cared.

       He had nowhere to turn.


Looking surprised, old Jim spoke up

       and with a winsome smile;

"The nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,

       that in here all the while

everyday at noon He's here,

       a dear friend of mine, you see,

He sits right down, takes my hand,

       leans over and says to me:


"I just came again to tell you, Jim,

       how happy I have been,

since we found this friendship

       and I took away your sin.

I always love to hear you pray,

       I think about you each day.

so, Jim, this is Jesus checking in today."


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Received in my E-mail box one day!


My metal box.

Dear Lord:

Every single evening
As I'm lying here in bed
This tiny little prayer
Keeps running through my head.
God bless my mom and dad,
And other family.
Keep them warm and safe from harm
For they're so close to me.

And God, there is one more thing
I wish that you could do.
Hope you don't mind me asking,
Bless my computer too.

Now I know that it's not normal
To bless a mother board,
But listen just a second
While I explain to you, my Lord.
You see, that little metal box
Holds more than odds &ends
Inside those small compartments
Rest so many of my FRIENDS.

I know so much about them
By the kindness that they give
And this little scrap of metal
Takes me in to where they live.

By faith is how I know them
Much the same as you
We share in what life brings us
And from that our friendship grew.

Please, take an extra minute
From your duties up above
To bless those in my address book
That's filled with so much love!

Wherever else this prayer may reach
To each and every friend,
bless each e-mail Inbox
And the person who hits Send.

When you update your heavenly list
On your own CD-Rom
Remember each who've said this prayer
Sent up to God.com.

Thank you for being one of these very special people in my little metal box...