My gift

It came wrapped well in pretty paper

I held it to my ear

The happy drum moved up in beat

Life's purpose pounding near

I slowly peeled the layers back

Into the top I gazed

The gifted treasure I removed

 It left me now amazed

Delicate fingers stroked the view

For with it I am one

A vision of His will for me
 I could compare to none

The honest words from Him poured out

And filled my thirsting soul

Smoothing over parched remains

And leaving me now full