Jesus Came To My House Poem by Randy Johnson

(This is a fictional poem)

My daughter was sick and she was dying.
My wife and I couldn't stop crying.
Jesus came to my house and he healed her quick.
I'm so grateful because she's no longer sick.
Some people say I'm lying when I tell them that Jesus came to my house.
But I know that he was here and so does my spouse.
I'll never forget what the son of God did.
He spared us a lot of pain when he healed our kid.