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Not half a mile from what he was seeking
Passed by on the side of the road
The well worn Bible in his hand
In a Ziplock bag against the mist
Strides for warmth in October’s failing sun

Later inside I would recognize him
Searching for a place to belong
Asking for prayer, looking for work
Needing a ride back to the city
All I could offer was a song

Chorus:
He said,
“ I walked for miles just to get here tonight
It was cold it was wet
It was just out of sight
Can I stay for awhile
Will you pray for me now
Can you give me a ride
Back into the town
Your door was the only one open
It’s raining outside
And there’s nowhere else I can call home.”

Sincere, intense eyes engaged in the show
From a table in back all alone
Gratitude shown by weathered hands
Though our time together was fleeting
I gave him a lift to help him on his way


More than a month since he came to our door
We talk like it was yesterday
Coincidence or some greater plan
Still a mystery. It all seems so clear
As I look back, I had seen the face of Christ.