God Starts To Mingle

God Starts to Mingle

When among us God starts to mingle
There was a feeling just like a tingle
Then moving sensation overtaken by
Out with much joy will start to cry. 

What we want more than anything
Is our choir that soon starts to sing
Overcome by them we all have been
Return to church to hear them again.

Were most impressive we must admit
As priest preaches from church pulpit
And by Bishop Curry were re-assured
After wonderful sermon we had heard.

Until next Sunday we could hardly wait
So from physical condition sort of sedate
And rise up his sermon caused us to do
Jesus was God's Son and this we knew.

Happiness and joy we all now received
Thankful because in God we all believed
Glad we were a worshiping Episcopalian
Went on to next prayer after saying Amen.

Bishop Curry is the new Presiding Bishop of the 
Episcopal Church. He is not an Archbishop and 
is Presiding Bishop of the Episcopal Church. The
American Episcopal Church as the Episcopal Church 
is multinational and name was changed at the
General Conventions (6 years) ago from The 
Episcopal Church of the United States of America 
to just The Episcopal Church.


James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lamoureux Avatar
November 5, 2015 at 7:32 AM
Congrats to the new Arch Bishop!
Horn Avatar
November 5, 2015 at 11:01 AM
He sure is quite a guy after reading his book "Crazy Christians." Jim Horn
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November 5, 2015 at 12:56 AM
a good vibe i get from this write, very uplifting ~Luv Linda
Horn Avatar
November 5, 2015 at 11:02 AM
Especially in his book "Crazy Christians" I just read. Jim Horn
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