THE STRANGER by C McGinnis

A stranger knocked on my door today
He said, "Follow me, I am the Way."
The words He spoke took me by surprise
As I glanced into his sad, dark eyes.
I answered him, to his weathered face,
"Sorry, friend, you have the wrong place."

His eyes were sad, and he looked down-trodden.
Had he been defeated, and then forgotten?
Firm words he spoke, in a saddened voice
"Believe me, friend, you have no choice."
I did not believe the next words he said
As he glanced at me and shook his head.

"When was the last time you helped a friend,
or a stranger, your hand to lend?"
"Just the other day," I was quick to reply.
And I questioned him, "So, why?"
"If you have helped the least of these,
then you have done it also for me."

His words were strange, and very unique.
The more intrigued I was as he continued to speak.
"What do you mean, 'I am the way'?"
'Does it mean you're Christ?' I wanted to say.

A gentle touch I felt on my arm
Then I knew I would be kept from harm.
I glanced at his hand, then it was not there.
He had disappeared. I looked everywhere.
Who was this man, standing at my door?
I asked the question, and I had more.

So, if a stranger knocks on your door today
Will you let him in, or turn him away?
No matter who is standing there,
Show compassion, that you care.
It could be Jesus, or perhaps a brother.
So, take heed, one good turn deserves another.