Introduction:

Hi,

Glad you decided to drop by my blog. I enjoy story telling and making up stories. Therefore, I decided to start this blog to share some of my stories with anyone who may be interested. If you enjoy what you read here, please tell others about it. I promise to never post a story here which you would be ashamed to read to your children (or be ashamed if someone caught you reading it).



Blessings,

C. Bowman

Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Church Mouse

(Reading level: grade 4.2)

One bright day in the middle of May,

A small church mouse came to stay.

Up and down the pews he’d play,

No one there to get in his way.


Sleeping late one Sunday morn,

Mouse woke suddenly fearing a storm.

His mouse house shaking, senses alarmed,

Mouse ran for the door, his peace now torn.


What should greet his fear filled eyes?

His playground now filled with humble cries,

Of simple people seeking heartfelt ties,

With the One True God the Spirit glorifies.


Church mouse found a safe haven above,

Raftered there, he sat by a dove,

And watched simple people seek from above

Forgiveness from the One True Love.


At service end, mouse watched them go,

Many of them with faces aglow.

Their hope restored, their faith rekindled,

Another week they were set to handle.
Clint Bowman
Sept 2014

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