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Hey guys, I know this isn't an update.....yet! But I wanted to encourage everyone, I wanted everyone to just read this poem, I didn't write it, you'll see that on the title, but I just hope it helps at least one person!!!!! God bless you all.

Can you hear the footsteps of Jesus????

The Night That Jesus Came
Author : Unknown

It was the night
that Jesus came,

and through the house,

not a person
was praying,

Not one
in the house.

The Bible was left
on the shelf
without care,

for no one thought
Jesus would come there.

The children were dressing
to crawl into bed,

not once ever kneeling
or bowing their head.

And mom in the rocking chair
with baby on her lap,

Was watching the late show
as I took a nap.

When out of the east
there rose such a clatter,

I sprang to my feet
to see what's the matter.

Away to the window
I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters
and lifted the sash.

When what to my wondering
eyes should appear,

but Angels proclaiming
that Jesus was here.

The light of His face
made me cover my head,

It was Jesus returning
just as He'd said.

And though I possessed
worldly wisdom and wealth,

I cried when I saw Him
in spite of myself.

In the Book of Life
which He held in His hand,

Was written the name
of every saved man.

He spoke not a word
as He searched
for my name,

When He said,
"It's not here!",

I hung my head
in shame.

The people
whose names
had been written
with love,

He gathered to take
to his Father above.

With whose who
were ready,

He rose
without a sound,

While all the others
where left
standing around.

I fell to my knees,
but it was too late,

I'd waited
too long,

And thus
sealed my fate.

I stood
and I cried
as they rose
out of sight,

Oh,
if only I known
that this was the night.

In the words of this poem
the meaning is clear -

The coming of Jesus
now is drawing near.

There is ONLY
one life and
when comes the call,

We'll find out
that the Bible was true
after all.