The Gift
What is your gift, did you know that each of us have one?
They are things we do that delight the Father and the Son.
Some may paint, while others may write.
Some may cook, others may have the gift of kindness, that guide us in our flight.
Some may just be a good father or mother that too is a gift of might.
Some may use their hands while some use their voice to our Saviors delight.
The gift is there, to some it comes with ease while others must search and seek.
The gift is there whether your character be bold or should it be meek.
The thing you do best, is the gift God bestowed on you.
It pleases Him more when you praise Him for this gift, this thing you do.
We are children, God’s children, and it pleases Him when His children do well.
Just like us when our children excel, we are proud and often our chest will
swell.
So don’t let this world try to put you under.
Remember God created you, and have you ever known God to make a blunder?
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