David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Crosses of Dodgy Dave


Being a pretend Preacher
I wear many crosses
from large to small.
I have crosses made of brass,
steel, wood, plastic and silver.
Most of them were given to me
and hold a special place in my heart.
On Sunday someone suggested
I needed a new larger cross
so people could see me coming.

No matter what cross I wear
my values never change
and my beliefs remain the same.
The Lord likes what I am doing
and he has shown me time and again
in lots of different ways.
I am not a conventional Preacher
filled with brimstone and fire,
but all my sermons are written
with love from my heart.

9 July 2013

Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013
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  • David Wood (7/15/2013 1:44:00 PM)

    Can I assume Dave you are a Methodist Local Preacher? I am a Methodist in Swansea. (Report) Reply

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