Our Little Church

Though this church by its size be small.

The love of Almighty God is shown by all.

On a hilltop nestled in between two pecan trees

This little white church has come to mean so much to me.

When I was unlovable; despised and mean as a snake,

They with open arms welcomed me and did not forsake.

So this day, oh this sweet and precious Mother’s Day,

We as a family gathered as one in our little church to pray.

The singing was absolutely wonderful and the sermon was great.

By the time the service was over, I felt ever closer to heavens gate.

So of this day in which we came; a day the Lord has made

I give thanks to my God for all of this, for in His love to me He gave.

J. Allen Wilson © 5/13/07