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My Redeemer

One dark and cloudy day, [on a Sunday] in a ruggy old church that sit on a hill, member's and quest, gather's in together and all takes their seats. The loud noise of thunder (outside) startle's everyone inside and many were murmering quite worr- isome, but as situation's be as they be, inside, the atmosphere was anxious and frill, in this church that sit's (?) on a hill!!.. So with all of the worshipper's back inside, its 10:45 in the morning, I began to wonder, "is there someplace else I should be", "the devil", had my thoughts on undefile things, but the sereal sound of the sister's and brother's-praying and the choir singing, quickly the voice of an angel{whispers in my ear} take a seat you're here by divine choice not of your own, but it's my Master-- Will. "This-this church that sit's on a hill". They were singing. "Hail-le-lu-ah(Lord) hail- le-lu, there's mercy in the atmosphere-hail-le-lu-aaaah. "He is the screamer". God's powerfull and mighty-he's able to send blessing beyond the stratousphere-hail-le-lu-u- aaaahh. "He blesses the screamer". "My Redeemer". Now the pastor enter the (sanct- uary) from another door I did not see, step's up-everone claps their in acknowledge- ment & repect, not unto him(he's just a vessel) but to whom thundering voice become louder (outside) the light's flicker off and on, he comforts everyone to sit down and be- gan to tell-us-that on his way here this morning, he seen one of the members who was just baptish about a month ago. On the corner looking sad and so frill, come back home my sister (he tells her to get into the car) God got something better for ya, (in this church that sit's on a hill). "My Redeemer, My Redeemer", he instruck's everyone to touch 3 peo- ples and say. My Redeemer, my redeemer, he knows that whatever is troubeling you-go ahead and be a screamer-for he is our Redeemer. Again everyone clap's and I myself be- gan to enjoy the serenity of friends and backslidder's crying just like me. Pastor - SHOUT's OUT-over the storm that's approaching outside, let the outside amendetie's reassure you of the element that's on the inside. {God} He's the author and the finisher of all the ele- ments in the mindset of the silent one's & the scream'mer's. Pastor, "whom do you speak of (?)... He's known as the Redeemer".

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Date: 9/21/2009 8:35:00 AM
Nicely done poem of faith. Keep writing. Sara
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Date: 9/1/2009 6:42:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us today Wayne. Wishing you the best always in your writing endeavors. Love, Carol
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