We started first grade together
at a small one room country school.
Both at such a tender young age
today you’d say each was a fool.
In December a bright star shone
in the skies each night after dark
which the teacher said was the star
that over the manger did park.
I became very excited
but was shocked Joe didn’t believe.
I gave a Bible comic book
to Donnie Joe for Christmas Eve.
A year later my family moved
and we each went separate ways.
He spent his life as a truck driver
and as a preacher I gave God praise.
I often wondered if he believed
but I figured I’d never know.
I didn’t know he met a girl
and at her church his faith would grow.
I received a message from Joe
inviting me to visit him
at his room in the hospital
where his illness was very grim.
We talked about so many things
and he gave a special look
as he said words that touched my heart
telling me he still had that book.
I went back to his room today
with teary eyes we were surprized
while I spoke words holding water
and Donald Joseph was baptized.
Sixty three years ago these boys
would never have guessed this day
could bring such a blessing to both
leaving them without words to say.
He could have done this years ago
but it wouldn’t have been the same
for some other humble preacher
to speak his special Christian name.
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not fall on deaf ears.
cheers,
dan