He asked me what I wanted,
I said, "Oh, really nothing more,
You've done so much already."
He said, "That's what God is for."
"You have been pretty good," He said,
I know there's not much that you seek,
I will pick a little something,
Just to make your life complete."
With great anticipation,
I looked forward to my gift,
I wondered what God had in mind,
That would give me such a lift.
"This gift," God said, "You realize,
Bears some responsibility,
So, if you accept my present,
You must be willing to agree...
"To offer unconditionally,
A section or a part,
Of more than half of you,
The larger portion of your heart."
"Okay, God," I answered,
"Since in You, I always trust,
I'll meet your obligation,
In the manner that I must."
To myself, I thought, wow, what a gift,
For so much of me, God's asked,
Now what could be so valuable,
That my share was more than half?
With both hands I sought my gift,
I still did not have a clue,
Then God put your hand in mine,
And said His gift to me was YOU!
by: Robert (Bobby) Millar