Gifts

"Remember" was all the note said. But God didn't have to say any more than that. I knew what He was talking about...the greatest gift I have ever received. And sometimes in the "busyness" of life it's easy to forget the overwhelming deep feeling of gratitude I felt when I first "got it". It used to be so easy to lose my perspective, to remember the gift was personal...mine for the taking; to be cherished and protected, and held sacred in the deepest most private and vulnerable place in my heart. But the demolition changed all of that. I will never ever forget again.

Focus

Joseph, do you see them,

Those people standing near?

They have come to celebrate

Our son’s special day this year. 

They’re gathering together

So they can honor Him

To celebrate His birthday

Complete with all the trim. 

The mood here is so cheery;

The people are so kind.

They are the happiest people

You or I will ever find. 

Just look at all the gifts

They’ve brought here for our son.

It seems as if they love Him;

They know what He has done. 

He served them all so selflessly

Each day throughout the years;

He has loved and healed them

And wiped away their tears. 

He will be so honored;

This wasn’t just a whim.

Oh wait–what are they doing?

I guess they weren’t for Him. 

-Karla Claybrook