From Tires To Travel

FROM TIRES TO TRAVEL There I stood all by myself, Looked at tires there on the shelf. They put them on the cars each day; I watched as people drove away. Then one day I said aloud, “Of all this, Lord, I’ve been so proud, But now I give you all today,” And from those tires I walked away. Yet really when I left that place, I felt much more of God’s great grace. He saw me through great times of stress, In everything He knew the best. The tires I once kept in that place Now on my car the roads they’ve traced With travel all around this land, Preaching God’s word with simple plan. I’m over seventy now, I know, But I will still continue to go Until the Lord says, “Come home, John, And see My place to drive upon! This one you’ve preached across the land— America, England, and Japan, Come to see My great reward Forever here now with your Lord.” From tires to travel He has led And many hungry souls you’ve fed. Though I’m just one of those you know, I’m glad you heard God’s call to go And left that shop with all its tires To serve the Lord in a calling higher. Dedicated to a dear evangelist friend.