‘til the gas started spilling out over the car
and he ran
and grabbed the pump
and washed off the car
and . . .
“sir, i’m really going to have to go.
i’m afraid i might miss my plane.”
suddenly, i saw this dirty, grimy hand
reaching through the window
i didn’t care if it was dirty —
“brother,
i’ll take your hand.
i’ll walk with you
in the name of Christ
i’ll love you to Jesus.”
he looked through the window at me—
“you know, lady,
for the first time in my life
you’ve made me want to believe.
thank you.”
i’m going where He goes . . .
will you?
and He’ll be there beside me.
the love for which He died
is all i need to guide me.
and He’s my gold . . .
is He yours?
and my silver brightly shining. . .
He writes the music
on a quiet summer morning.
i’m an ordinary girl in a big world
but i’m going to change it —
God and i
and love.
“yes sir, i’ll walk with you.
and you, ma’am.
and you.”
you and i together,
we can make it
believe with me in the world where you live.
i need you,
and God needs you.
God is so good
i was flying to florida just recently
and i was seated next to a surgeon.
“sir?
you know what, sir?
i know you would find this hard to believe
but do you know what i did at 5:00 a.m.
this morning?
i just happened to awaken out of a dark sleep,
and sir, i just lay in bed and cried.
because you see, sir,
i am a Christian
and Jesus is the Lord of my life.
and sir,
i’m so glad that He walks with me
and that He even chose to invade my life
and live in my humble apartment
and laugh with me
and cry with me
and understand me.
sir,
do you know what i did at 5:00 this morning?
i just slipped out of my bed
on my knees
just to weep out my love for Him.
i love Him, sir.
He is more than just a great God high above,
He’s the Lord of my life.
He puts His hand on my shoulder
and He wipes my tears.
i hear Him laughing when i laugh,
i feel His silence when i am silent.”
the surgeon turned and shook his head and said
“young lady,
some people might laugh at you,
but i’d like to have that kind of faith in God,
how did you find it?”
“c. s. lewis says,
‘either we say Jesus Christ is a great man,
or we fall on our faces and say,
He is the Lord.’
i have problems,
as a matter of fact,
in my own private world
in a way i can’t share.
i am walking the loneliest road i’ve ever walked,
i didn’t know a desert could be so dry
but i love Him,
i really love Him.
and i know a simple girl named ann doesn’t walk alone;
great big Lord has chosen to invade her life
and walk with her.
He is so good.”
God is so good.
God is so good, God is so good.
He’s so good to me.
if you have eyes to see
or a little boy next to you
or if you have someone to call a friend
if you felt the warm sunlight in your face today
or saw the blue sky and laughed
you must know what it means to sing
‘God is so good.’
if you know what it feels like to laugh with God,
to have fallen flat on your face
and have Him reach out
and say i still love you, take my hand;
to feel Him lift your guilt,
to ease your pain,
to have Him soothe your tired,
worn, broken heart,
then you must understand how good He is
so sing with me,
God is so good.
God is so good, God is so good.
He’s so good to me.
i love Him so,
i love Him so, i love Him so.
He’s so good to me.
taxi driver
it was in the summer
and i got into a beat up old cab in miami beach