She stood on the corner handing out tracts,
Though the wind was cold, and the sky was black;
There weren't many people passing her way,
But that didn't discourage that woman of faith.
There were some who accepted her offer that day,
A leaflet that would tell them how to be saved;
But one man just scowled as she reached out to him,
Not wanting to be reminded he was living in sin.
As she offered God's love to that needy man,
He responded in rage and flung out his hand;
The papers were scattered in the wind and rain,
As they fell at her feet, he sneered in disdain.
Then he grabbed one up and tore it in two,
Saying, "I'd mind my own business if I were you!"
Her heart filled with sorrow for that foolish man,
For he had held God's grace right in his hand.
And as he hurried away, she prayed for him,
Hoping he would pass her way again;
For rejection didn't stop that woman of faith,
She was there on the corner the very next day.
©1997 J M McIntosh
Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you,
and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake.