I walk into the church here in Iowa
Waiting for the choir to begin
I settled into the back of you as I always do
As an elderly gentleman walks in
I have seen him here before, but it had been a while
His appearance seems to drive some folks away
I was sitting on the pew on the other side
As the congregation starts to sing God’s praise
Why are there so many lonely people
In a country where so many claim to know
That Christ came for the Lost
And He paid such a cost
Now our mission is His love to show
As I sang I couldn’t help but notice him
Tears were welling up with in his eyes
His feeble voice did lift his praise to Christ the King
I sensed His heart was breaking inside
The worship service came to a mighty end
In the sermon was inspiring to all
As the pastor gave an altar call prepared that day
The old man slowly rose and went aisle
Why are there so many lonely people
In a country where so many claim to know
That Christ came for the Lost
And He paid such a cost
Now our mission is His love to show
A sudden urge came over me to join him there
So I went and knelt beside him for a while
He was weeping as he bowed his head in silent prayer
Then he turned and looked at me with a smile
He said “Son, my wife passed on 5 years ago
And I was blaming God that she was gone
But this morning I awoke and felt the Holy Spirit call
And I knew that God had loved me all along
I hadn’t been to church
For all those many years
And when I heard the choir sing, I was so blessed
For God to still love me
When I had turned on Him
Overwhelmed me and brought me to His rest
We left the church that morning as friends
And vowed that we would keep in touch through time
I thanked the Lord He’d given me this day to realize
That a simple deed can change a person’s life
Let’s all try to look for lonely people
And ask the Lord what he would have us do
His mission is the same
His love will never change
He desire is to reach them through you
The Psalmist 