What Can I Give What Can I Give I sat down to make my list for presents for those I hold most dear And as I contemplated on my task I felt my Lord draw near. I thought of on our birthday how we are solely honored then And how we celebrate His Special Day by giving to all men. It really made me wonder as to how this did all begin When it is His Special Day, we forget Him, time and time again. My list became insignificant as I thought of how to honor Him. On this the most honored of days my thoughts were very grim. What in the world is this all about as we run to and fro, Stressing endlessly and needlessly spending on friend and foe. We recklessly push thoughts of Him aside as we consider it a season Instead of focusing solely on Him the One that is the reason. It all became so meaningless as I beheld Him there He asking me, "What are your thoughts and do you truly care?" Of course, I care, I cried out to Him You are my very all. Because of You, I am so blessed in spite of all my flaws. "Well then, what present will you give on My Special Day?" I sat here contemplating on just what I could say. There is no gift that I could purchase that would satisfy Then I thought of You, Dear Lord, I, in some way could exemplify. "So in my place, what would You give in honor of this day?" I heard Him gently say to me, "Go out and find someone today ... Someone who needs a helping hand, someone who needs a smile, Spend some time with them today and go that extra mile." I'm glad I had this time with You, Lord, the Keeper of my days. May I go forth with a new perspective and not be in a daze. May I ever keep before my eyes the Christ in all I see. And may I honor You, all my days for the Greatest Gift, You gave to me. (c) 2007 Karen Langford Brown Back to Poems Front Page Site constructed, illustrated and managed by Liz Vose Vose Arts and Crafts, Berwick, Maine gardeningartist@comcast.net