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The Team Member

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The Team Member
By Kesheena Levasseur
4/1/09

there was a little boy on a team one day
He couldn't catch, he couldn't throw
but on the team he wanted to stay
He wasn't there to watch or play
he just helped the team in his own little way
The day he was chosen they didn't want him to stay
He was too slow and they told him so
He was a failure at their sport, the team would never win
But to the championship they were on their way
Because of the boy they chose that day
When the trophy they got
They didn't mention his name
Though he'd contributed a lot to the game
He'd carried the water and chased stray balls
And when the boys fell, an encouragement he'd called
But when he was questioned
very happy he seemed
for he was content just to be a part of the team
Here in the Body you may not receive
The attention you want but don't be deceived
Hold your peace, stay in your place
Everyone here is needed
God sees you all, every person, every face
Be like that little boy and keep working hard
to keep it your dream
to be a part of God's team

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