Finding Direction: The Wind Vane Chronicles

                        The Greatest Gift
 

                Oh God, in my striving to know you
                     And understand you
                What knowledge, what truth is there
                     that I can learn
                That has not already been learned
                     by someone, somewhere -
                Smarter than I.
                
               
                In my heart's desire to love you
                     I see only small fragments
                Of those great loves
                     You must have already known
                By men who had
                Bigger hearts than I.
               
               
                In my willingness to serve you
                     I see mostly that -
                The willingness.
                The service is done
                     so much better
                By those stronger than I.
               
               
                Then, God, I remember the poor widow
                     who gave you all she had.
                This is the gift that I alone can give -
                     All of myself.
                Who else can give you more of this
                One gift - than I.


                            Dee O’Neil Andrews
                               
 

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