Persons Are GIFTS


Persons are gifts the father sends me...... wrapped.

Some are wrapped very beautifully they are very attractive when I first see them.

Some come in very ordinary wrapping paper.

Others have been mishandled in the mail.

Once in a while there is a special delivery.

Some persons are gifts that come loosely wrapped; others very tightly.

But the wrapping is not the gift,

It is so easy to make this mistake......

It is amusing when babies do it,

Sometimes the gift is not easy to open up.

Sometimes I need others to help.....

Is it because they are afraid? Does it hurt?

Maybe they have been opened up before and thrown away.

Could it be that that gift is not for me?

I am a person. Therefore I am a gift too.

A gift to myself first of all.

The Father gave me to myself.

Have I ever looked inside the wrapping?

Perhaps I've never accepted the gift I am......

Could the Father's gift be anything but beautiful?

I love the gifts which others who love me give me.

Why not this gift from the Father?

And I am a gift to other people.

Am I willing to be given by the Father to others? - a man for others?

Do others have to be content with the wrapping, and never permitted to enjoy the gift?

Every meeting of persons is an exchange of gifts,

But a gift without a giver is not a gift;

It is a thing devoid of a relationship to enjoy.

Friendship is a relationship between persons,

Who see themselves as they truly are; gifts of the Father to each other, for each other.

A friend is not a friend just for me;

but for others through me.

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