New in Town

The first time I worshipped at their churchAbout two months agoI signed the registration cardSo all of them would know

That I had just moved into townAnd needed a little partOf the loving concern for each otherThat a Christian has in his heart.

I checked the proper boxes To indicate my ageMy marital conditionMy sex, my spiritual stage.

No one smiled or shook my handWhen the services were throughAnd Satan whispered in my ear"See, no one noticed you."

But I stayed home each night that weekIn hopes someone would callIt didn't have to be the PreacherJust any one at all

Who cared enough to take the timeIn our dear Saviour's NameTo bid a stranger welcome...But no one ever came.

And then a thought came to my mindThat I'd like to share with you Why should I sit and wait for othersTo do what I could do?

So, I joined that church and here I am...Tonight is "visitation."We're glad you came, We hope you'll stay And join our congregation.

Ruth Gruennert