Cecelia Weir

Rookie - 47 Points (March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

Message From the Ageless


I was talking to a man
Who said he knew nothing
About Jesus love.
He said all he actually knew
Is that God had sent Him from above.

He said he never knew Him
He just lived from day to day
He knew God was in heaven
But he tried to live
To stay out of His way.

He said he use to drink
He said that he did drugs
And was never faithful to his wife
But he said in his heart
She was all he ever loved.

Nevertheless as he kept on living
In his own willful way
He would think more about the Lord
And if his withering soul
Could possibly one day be saved.

So he went to church one Sunday
As he thought a good Christian should
And that's when he stood and testified
That in his life
He'd been no good.

But he quietly did admit
That God had saved him from his sins
And he promised never to go backwards
He felt he didn't mind
For he'd lost most all his friends.

He said that God had saved him
And it wasn't just a phase
He said that God had did it
And he didn't have to ask
It came with what God called 'Age'.

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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