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Dear All,

 

This poem cam into my box today and it reminded so much of our

efforts in consistency in the mantra that i wanted to share it.

Please pardon its lengthyness. Many thanks to the author.

 

Kalia

 

 

Just checking in - (author unknown)

 

minister passing through his church

in the middle of the day,

Decided to pause by the altar

and see who had come to pray.

Just then the back door opened,

a man came down the aisle,

The minister frowned as he saw

the man hadn't shaved in a while.

His shirt was kind a shabby

and his coat was worn and frayed,

the man knelt, he bowed his head,

Then rose and walked away.

 

In the days that followed,

each noon time came this chap,

each time he knelt just for a moment,

A lunch pail in his lap.

Well, the minister's suspicions grew,

with robbery a main fear,

He decided to stop the man and ask him,

"What are you doing here?"

The old man said, he worked down the road.

Lunch was half an hour.

Lunchtime was his prayer time,

For finding strength and power.

"I stay only moments, see,

because the factory is so far away;

as I kneel here talking to the Lord,

This is kind a what I say:

 

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,

BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM

CHECKING IN TODAY."

 

The minister feeling foolish,

told Jim, that was fine.

He told the man he was welcome

To come and pray just anytime.

Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."

He hurried to the door

The minister knelt at the altar,

he'd never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love,

and met with Jesus there.

As the tears flowed, in his heart,

he repeated old Jim's prayer:

 

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT

I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."

 

Past noon one day, the minister noticed

that old Jim hadn't come.

As more days passed without Jim,

he began to worry some.

At the factory, he asked about him,

learning he was ill.

The hospital staff was worried,

But he'd given them a thrill.

The week that Jim was with them,

Brought changes in the ward.

His smiles, a joy contagious.

Changed people, were his reward.

The head nurse couldn't understand

why Jim was so glad,

when no flowers, calls or cards came,

Not a visitor he had.

The minister stayed by his bed,

He voiced the nurse's concern:

No friends came to show they cared.

He had nowhere to turn.

Looking surprised, old Jim spoke

up and with a winsome smile;

"the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,

that in here all the while

everyday at noon He's here,

a dear friend of mine, you see,

He sits right down, takes my hand,

Leans over and says to me:

 

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,

HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,

AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.

ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,

I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,

AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS

CHECKING IN TODAY."

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Dear Kalia,

 

thank you for taking the trouble to share this, it is lovely,

 

with love,

Henny

 

, "kaliananda_saraswati"

<kaliananda_saraswati wrote:

>

> Dear All,

>

> This poem cam into my box today and it reminded so much of our

> efforts in consistency in the mantra that i wanted to share it.

> Please pardon its lengthyness. Many thanks to the author.

>

> Kalia

>

>

> Just checking in - (author unknown)

>

> minister passing through his church

> in the middle of the day,

> Decided to pause by the altar

> and see who had come to pray.

> Just then the back door opened,

> a man came down the aisle,

> The minister frowned as he saw

> the man hadn't shaved in a while.

> His shirt was kind a shabby

> and his coat was worn and frayed,

> the man knelt, he bowed his head,

> Then rose and walked away.

>

> In the days that followed,

> each noon time came this chap,

> each time he knelt just for a moment,

> A lunch pail in his lap.

> Well, the minister's suspicions grew,

> with robbery a main fear,

> He decided to stop the man and ask him,

> "What are you doing here?"

> The old man said, he worked down the road.

> Lunch was half an hour.

> Lunchtime was his prayer time,

> For finding strength and power.

> "I stay only moments, see,

> because the factory is so far away;

> as I kneel here talking to the Lord,

> This is kind a what I say:

>

> "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

> HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

> SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

> AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

> DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,

> BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

> SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM

> CHECKING IN TODAY."

>

> The minister feeling foolish,

> told Jim, that was fine.

> He told the man he was welcome

> To come and pray just anytime.

> Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."

> He hurried to the door

> The minister knelt at the altar,

> he'd never done it before.

> His cold heart melted, warmed with love,

> and met with Jesus there.

> As the tears flowed, in his heart,

> he repeated old Jim's prayer:

>

> "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

> HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

> SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

> AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

> I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT

> I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

> SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."

>

> Past noon one day, the minister noticed

> that old Jim hadn't come.

> As more days passed without Jim,

> he began to worry some.

> At the factory, he asked about him,

> learning he was ill.

> The hospital staff was worried,

> But he'd given them a thrill.

> The week that Jim was with them,

> Brought changes in the ward.

> His smiles, a joy contagious.

> Changed people, were his reward.

> The head nurse couldn't understand

> why Jim was so glad,

> when no flowers, calls or cards came,

> Not a visitor he had.

> The minister stayed by his bed,

> He voiced the nurse's concern:

> No friends came to show they cared.

> He had nowhere to turn.

> Looking surprised, old Jim spoke

> up and with a winsome smile;

> "the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,

> that in here all the while

> everyday at noon He's here,

> a dear friend of mine, you see,

> He sits right down, takes my hand,

> Leans over and says to me:

>

> "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,

> HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

> SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,

> AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.

> ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,

> I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,

> AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS

> CHECKING IN TODAY."

>

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In a message dated 12/13/2006 10:23:27 A.M. Mountain Standard Time,

kaliananda_saraswati writes:

 

Dear All,

 

This poem cam into my box today and it reminded so much of our

efforts in consistency in the mantra that i wanted to share it.

Please pardon its lengthyness. Many thanks to the author.

 

Kalia

 

 

 

Namaste Kalia,

 

This is really wonderful. Thanks for posting.

 

Kanda

 

Just checking in - (author unknown)

 

minister passing through his church

in the middle of the day,

Decided to pause by the altar

and see who had come to pray.

Just then the back door opened,

a man came down the aisle,

The minister frowned as he saw

the man hadn't shaved in a while.

His shirt was kind a shabby

and his coat was worn and frayed,

the man knelt, he bowed his head,

Then rose and walked away.

 

In the days that followed,

each noon time came this chap,

each time he knelt just for a moment,

A lunch pail in his lap.

Well, the minister's suspicions grew,

with robbery a main fear,

He decided to stop the man and ask him,

"What are you doing here?"

The old man said, he worked down the road.

Lunch was half an hour.

Lunchtime was his prayer time,

For finding strength and power.

"I stay only moments, see,

because the factory is so far away;

as I kneel here talking to the Lord,

This is kind a what I say:

 

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,

BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM

CHECKING IN TODAY."

 

The minister feeling foolish,

told Jim, that was fine.

He told the man he was welcome

To come and pray just anytime.

Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."

He hurried to the door

The minister knelt at the altar,

he'd never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love,

and met with Jesus there.

As the tears flowed, in his heart,

he repeated old Jim's prayer:

 

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT

I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."

 

Past noon one day, the minister noticed

that old Jim hadn't come.

As more days passed without Jim,

he began to worry some.

At the factory, he asked about him,

learning he was ill.

The hospital staff was worried,

But he'd given them a thrill.

The week that Jim was with them,

Brought changes in the ward.

His smiles, a joy contagious.

Changed people, were his reward.

The head nurse couldn't understand

why Jim was so glad,

when no flowers, calls or cards came,

Not a visitor he had.

The minister stayed by his bed,

He voiced the nurse's concern:

No friends came to show they cared.

He had nowhere to turn.

Looking surprised, old Jim spoke

up and with a winsome smile;

"the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,

that in here all the while

everyday at noon He's here,

a dear friend of mine, you see,

He sits right down, takes my hand,

Leans over and says to me:

 

"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,

HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,

AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.

ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,

I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,

AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS

CHECKING IN TODAY."

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Namaste Kali

 

This is just perfect. It is totally what our Gurus teach. All roads

lead to God, and He / She hears all our prayers.

 

love

 

vishweshwar

 

 

, "henny_v_i" <henny_v_i wrote:

>

> Dear Kalia,

>

> thank you for taking the trouble to share this, it is lovely,

>

> with love,

> Henny

>

> , "kaliananda_saraswati"

> <kaliananda_saraswati@> wrote:

> >

> > Dear All,

> >

> > This poem cam into my box today and it reminded so much of our

> > efforts in consistency in the mantra that i wanted to share it.

> > Please pardon its lengthyness. Many thanks to the author.

> >

> > Kalia

> >

> >

> > Just checking in - (author unknown)

> >

> > minister passing through his church

> > in the middle of the day,

> > Decided to pause by the altar

> > and see who had come to pray.

> > Just then the back door opened,

> > a man came down the aisle,

> > The minister frowned as he saw

> > the man hadn't shaved in a while.

> > His shirt was kind a shabby

> > and his coat was worn and frayed,

> > the man knelt, he bowed his head,

> > Then rose and walked away.

> >

> > In the days that followed,

> > each noon time came this chap,

> > each time he knelt just for a moment,

> > A lunch pail in his lap.

> > Well, the minister's suspicions grew,

> > with robbery a main fear,

> > He decided to stop the man and ask him,

> > "What are you doing here?"

> > The old man said, he worked down the road.

> > Lunch was half an hour.

> > Lunchtime was his prayer time,

> > For finding strength and power.

> > "I stay only moments, see,

> > because the factory is so far away;

> > as I kneel here talking to the Lord,

> > This is kind a what I say:

> >

> > "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

> > HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

> > SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

> > AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

> > DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,

> > BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

> > SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM

> > CHECKING IN TODAY."

> >

> > The minister feeling foolish,

> > told Jim, that was fine.

> > He told the man he was welcome

> > To come and pray just anytime.

> > Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."

> > He hurried to the door

> > The minister knelt at the altar,

> > he'd never done it before.

> > His cold heart melted, warmed with love,

> > and met with Jesus there.

> > As the tears flowed, in his heart,

> > he repeated old Jim's prayer:

> >

> > "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,

> > HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,

> > SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP

> > AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.

> > I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT

> > I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.

> > SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."

> >

> > Past noon one day, the minister noticed

> > that old Jim hadn't come.

> > As more days passed without Jim,

> > he began to worry some.

> > At the factory, he asked about him,

> > learning he was ill.

> > The hospital staff was worried,

> > But he'd given them a thrill.

> > The week that Jim was with them,

> > Brought changes in the ward.

> > His smiles, a joy contagious.

> > Changed people, were his reward.

> > The head nurse couldn't understand

> > why Jim was so glad,

> > when no flowers, calls or cards came,

> > Not a visitor he had.

> > The minister stayed by his bed,

> > He voiced the nurse's concern:

> > No friends came to show they cared.

> > He had nowhere to turn.

> > Looking surprised, old Jim spoke

> > up and with a winsome smile;

> > "the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,

> > that in here all the while

> > everyday at noon He's here,

> > a dear friend of mine, you see,

> > He sits right down, takes my hand,

> > Leans over and says to me:

> >

> > "I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,

> > HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,

> > SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,

> > AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.

> > ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,

> > I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,

> > AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS

> > CHECKING IN TODAY."

> >

>

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