WHERE IS JESUS?
My Jesus is not my
co-pilot, nor is He the Man Who's upstairs.
He is not someone far off
in Heaven to Whom I am saying my prayers.
Although my dim eyes
cannot see Him, I know He abides in my
heart.
When I prayed, and my sins
were forgiven, He promised He'd never
depart.
He's my Pilot, my Lord,
and my Master; my Savior, my Comfort, my
Friend.
He is Life, He is Hope, He
is Safety, and He has no beginning nor end.
His omniscience and His
omnipresence are things that I can't
understand.
But He knows all the pleas
that I utter, and He guides me with His
loving hand.
It is awesome to know
there's no problem so big, or so small I
can't share.
For He helps me in each
situation, and I know He will always be
there.
My friend, if you still do
not know Him, and you haven't invited Him
in,
He is now standing right
there beside you, and He wants to forgive
all your sin.
I hope you will pray to
receive Him, and trust in the Father's own
Son.
So someday I can meet you
in Heaven, when our work here on earth is
all done.
By Betty Jo Mings
©
2005
