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Jealousy: The Green-Eyed Monster
They Say
How to Know and Do the Will of God
The Baptizing
Scarecrows
I Believe In Angels
What It Means To Be a Life-Giving Leader
The Mission of the Church
Politics in the Church
Taking Risks
The Christmas Gift
Integrity and Accountability
Thanksliving
Spiritual Treasures to Keep
Compassion South Africa: Raising Up a New
Generation of Leaders
Entering the Caleb Season: Touching Tomorrow Today
The Christmas Gift
In the dim morning light she brought it to me -
the first present ever she picked out herself and wrapped for me.
Smudged ...
Wrinkled ...
Taped and re-taped
over the precious paper with her own drawings.
Handmade just for me!
Her little hands carefully nestled this special
package that contained its unique treasure
that was given to me by
my little girl.
The years have passed.
Womanhood has overtaken her.
Motherhood now challenges her.
More sophisticated gifts have replaced the childish
handmade present.
Store-bought silk ties
and elegant sweaters
and expensive colognes in exquisite decanters.
But none will ever match this early morning visit
with the first gift ever given
from her heart.
To me it was packaged to perfection.
- Carl Richardson
