Where Angels Tread Poem by Michael P. Johnson

We have so much in Jesus’ hand
Great joy, such peace and care
Yet still we fail to understand
It multiplies to share –1Ki.17: 16

The beggar seen upon the street
The child who starts to cry
Who knows, who next we come to meet
Is not from God on high?

Within a pew, not finely dressed
Unkempt, with hair askew
Could be an angel’s come as guest
And God is testing you

We need to live with this in mind
Keep watch as Jesus said
Show Christ-like love to all mankind
And share our daily bread

The Lord, records the deeds we do
Each thought, each word we say
We’ll all receive what each is due
Upon The Judgement day

Though many serve and do no wrong
Live lives pure and clean
They praise the Lord in deed and song
Yet not an angel’s seen

We can’t expect that one will show
Man’s life is not divine
Yet one may come! The Way we go
When Heaven’s Light we shine

Treat all we meet as though they were!
Why risk a single tear
Phenomenon may still occur
And angels could! Appear…