Poetry
The Gift of Prayer
| The most precious gift you will ever receive; |
| Is prayer from someone who in Jesus believes. |
| It's not wrapped with ribbons or bows, |
| And few people hear and few people know. |
| But it's written in the chronicles of heaven. |
| Each prayer muttered, is a special gift given. |
| And yes, I said a prayer for you tonight; |
| For you to be calmed from all your fright. |
| For healing, and you to learn of God and His ways, |
| And to be able to look up at Him and give |
| Him honor and praise. |
| I can't see your face and barely know who you are; |
| But I know one thing, |
| each muttered prayer will go so very far. |
| Oh my brothers and sisters in Christ; |
| Each prayer you whisper is the greatest gift you will find. |
| It comes from the love of a pure heart; |
| They will last forever and never depart. |
| Someday we will be able to give such a warm embrace; |
| As the kingdom of Heaven allows us to share; |
| In person what we can only do in prayer ---- |
| The most precious gift you will give; |
| Is a prayer, a sweet smelling fragrance so others can live. |
| By laying down your life in such a simple way, |
| Gives more to another than any gift will ever convey .... |
| Oh prayer, no it does not have ribbons or bows; |
| It costs us our time, and our love that we show. |
| ~ Author unknown ~ |
| "Some people come into our lives and quickly go. |
| Some stay for awhile |
| And leave footprints on our hearts ... |
| And we are never, ever the same." |