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A priest 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 priest 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.
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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 priest's
suspicions grew, with robbery a main fear, He decided to stop the
man and ask him, "What are you doing here?"
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The old man said, he worked down the road. Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time, for finding strength and power.
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"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."
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The priest 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 priest knelt
at the altar, he'd never done it before.
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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. I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT
I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY. SO, JESUS,
THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."
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Past noon one day, the priest 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.
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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 when no flowers, calls or
cards came, not a visitor he had.
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The priest 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:
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"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND
THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR
SIN. ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY, I
THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY, AND SO JIM,
THIS IS JESUS, CHECKING IN TODAY."
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May God hold you in the palm of His hand
and Angels watch over you.
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