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the attendant

      ‘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

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