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How to Kill a Church
The Rev Mike Shephard, minister
of Lammas Street English Baptist Church, Carmarthen, explains the origins
of this poem: "The poem was the outcome of a very vivid dream, I got out
of bed and wrote these verses within the space of 20 minutes. I have often
been tempted to polish it up and improve the grammar and phraseology, but
to do so would be to destroy its spontaneity. Over the past 26 years I
have written verse that is technically better but people normally ask for
copies of this one." PERHAPS IT STRIKES A CHORD!
1. I almost went
to church last night
But I couldn't find the
time.
So much to do about the
house,
To leave it would be a crime!
So I brushed and sewed and
polished
And went wearily to bed.
But I made a resolution
To go next week instead.
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2.
I almost went to church last night
But then an old friend came;
And to have closed the door
on him
Would have been a shame.
So we talked and chatted
and gossiped
Until the good-byes were
said.
So I made a resolution
To go next week instead |
3. I almost went
to church last night
But something made me late;
And unpunctuality
Is a sin I really hate!
So I didn't go and stayed
at home
And to my conscience said:
But I made a resolution
To go next week instead. |
4.I
almost went to church last night
But the air was chill and
cold.
To venture out on such a
night
Would be foolish I'd been
told
So I sat by the fire,
Took up a book and read.
But I made a resolution
To go next week instead.
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5. I almost went
to church last night,
But a certain preacher was
there
And for that type of preaching
I didn't really care.
So rather than go to church
And come home with heavy
head,
I made a resolution
To go next week instead.
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6. I almost went
to church last night,
But my favourite programme
was on;
And by the time it ended
The time for church was
gone.
I stayed before the telly
Until the set was dead.
I'll make a resolution
To go next week instead |
7. I actually went
to church last night,
But I went too late! |
8. The church was
locked and silent,
'For Sale' was on the gate.
Oh the remorse that then
I felt,
For that little cause was
dead:
And I, 'Twas I who killed
it
By going next week instead. |
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Why not make a resolution
to visit us at Newbold next Sunday (if you are able).
We're just a group of ordinary
people who have experienced the love of God in our lives. We'd love you
to join us,
that you may also experience
God's love and fulfilment in your life.
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