Gift

Based on a dream

There were two brothers who had great respect for each other

They were issued a challenge by a church elder, to give a special gift to each other, for no real reason

The gift had to be personal and unique and it had to be handcrafted

They both were eager in accepting the challenge and set to the task of think what this gift could be and then creating it

Several days passed and they shut themselves away from each other, which was unusual and very odd for they normally spent much time together

As they enjoyed each other’s company, and the production of this challenge kept them apart

Their home was unusually quiet while they each struggled with what the gift

Until on the same day after much effort, they both had their gift ready to give

The brothers meet in the living room with the gift in their hands, exchanging them both

They proceeded to unwrap their own gift, while the other did the same, so intense was their attention, they hardly looked up to see what the other thought of their gift

Soon both gifts were unwrapped, and both brothers sighed as they each saw the gift looked the same

Each held a plain covered book in their hands, upon opening them, signs of delight and relief spread over their faces

The one gift was full of old photographic memories long forgotten, while the other gift was full of handwritten boyhood memories

“Strange how we both thought to make a book,” said the one brother

“Yes,” said the other brother, but I’m glad we filled them differently, do you like my gift to you he asked?

“Oh! Yes”, it was a wonderful idea to sort out all these old photographs, I had quite forgotten all about, thank you for your gift

“Thank you for this wonderfully written book, I shall treasure it and read it often, said the other brother

“As wonderful as both of these gifts are,” said one brother, I missed your company so much while we were busy. Never let us ever do this again, he paused, as the best gift is always being together”

“I agree,” said the other brother, and they hugged each other and laughed at their slight foolishness, thinking a made gift was more important than time spent together

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The Gift

Where were you in my hour of need?

In your darkest hour of need, I was there to be your light to guide your way

In your deepest depression, I was there to lift you up and give you my endless joy

In your sorrow and grief, I was there to comfort you and hold you as my child that you are

In your loneliness, I was there to be your friend and share my deepest love beyond all understanding

When hatered surrounded you, I offered you my love so rich that even the memory of hate would dissolve away

When you were poor, I offered you my abundances so you would not lack for nothing

When you were lost and strayed far away, I came in search of you to guide you back home to me

In your foolishness, I was patient and with love greater than your earthly farther

In your youthful defiance, when you search for your own way, I was waiting to guide you back to my path

When you were disappointed, I wanted to give you all that you might be satisfied

In every hour of every day, every moment of time I was there for you

In all your life, I have been there for you, to carry you when weary, to love you unconditionally

When you reached out for me, I reached down to you and brought you to myself and held you tightly

But …..

Where were you when they whipped my body?

Where were you there when they crucified me on the tree?

Where were you there when they pierced me in the side?

Where were you when all my followers abandoned me?

Where were you in my hour of need?