Poem

I See Jesus

by Summer Waters, aged 11, of New Zealand

I saw Jesus last week.

He was wearing blue jeans and an old shirt.

He was up at the church building;

He was alone and working hard.

For just a minute, He looked like one of our members.

But it was Jesus. I could tell by His smile.

I saw Jesus last Sunday.

He was teaching a Bible Class.

He didn't talk real loud or use long words.

For just a minute, He looked like my Bible teacher.

But it was Jesus. I could tell by His loving voice.

I saw Jesus yesterday.

He was at the hospital visiting a friend who was sick.

They prayed together quietly.

For just a minute, He looked like Brother Jones.

But it was Jesus. I could tell by the tears in His eyes.

I saw Jesus this morning.

He was in my kitchen making breakfast

And mixing me a special lunch.

For just a minute, He looked like my Mum.

But it was Jesus. I could feel the love from His heart.

I see Jesus everywhere.

Taking food to the sick.

Being friendly to the newcomer.

And just for a minute, I think He is someone I know.

But it's always Jesus. I can tell by the way He serves.