"And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world,
and preach the gospel to every creature.  Mark 16:15 (KJV)

I know He loves the grandma who lives just down the street.
And the preacher in his suit, dressed so nice and neat.
I know He loves the children, this much I know is true.
But I wonder, yes I wonder, does Jesus love me too? 

No one seems to notice at all or take the time to see,
Society's outcasts and rejects - the ones just like me?
No one comes to tell me, which makes me wonder anew,
Is the "Good News" for everyone, does Jesus love me too? 

For some I am too dirty, and perhaps a bit too poor.
For others I am too odd to come knocking on my door.
Or maybe they heard about all the sinful things I do,
So they leave me ever questioning, does Jesus love me too? 

If Christians are His people, who go out in His name,
Then why don't they tell me about the reason that He came?
Why doesn't anyone come just to say, "I care about you."?
Since His people do not come, does Jesus love me too? 

I know they are real busy, and I know I have no appeal,
But shouldn't someone try to show me the love of God is real?
I know they have a long list of many things to do,
But shouldn't they bring the answer, does Jesus love me too? 

I wrote this poem to remind you, of those just like me.
Those struggling with drugs, teenage sex and homosexuality.
The homeless, the undesirable,  the outcasts all around you.
All begging for someone to share, does Jesus love me too? 

There isn't a second to lose, the rejected are going to hell.
Because no one bothers at all to take the time to tell.
So, today, could you make an effort, just a moment will do.
To come and answer my question, does Jesus love me too?

Have a "Wonderful DAY in Christ,"
Jimmy D. Brown
\o/ Praise Jesus!