Church Poem by Curtis Johnson

This world is changing so very rapidly.
Even though these troubling times are grave,
May we not fear, and may God make us brave.
Presently, I'm not quite sure what to make of it,
But I'm certain that God's got this, and He's got that.
In fact, God's got you and me, and He loves us dearly.
Today is very different, but by no means is it a mystery
This day, March 15,2020, I shall record for church history.

It was a rainy Sunday morning,
So different than any I have known
It was not the gently falling rain
That spoke of so much change
There was something very unsual
About that morning, such that I had
Not experienced in all my 70 years
O, it was not new nor strange to history
But just to me and others in this modern age.
Nor is it strange to many Christians in other lands
Who are persecuted and forced to worship in secret
Not by force, but for reasons surrounding the corona virus,
The doors of our own church facility are voluntarily closed today.
Not all church doors are thus, which may be a matter to discuss
Many believers of distant lands have always met in their homes,
And many meet in hidding places away from local authorities. It was
Indeed, a rainy Sunday morning, so different than any I have known.
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