Ujamaa Christian Poetry
PRECIOUS FRUIT; GIFT OF GRACE
Give or receive?
Need this be asked?
For whom, or what is charity?
Is it not the gift-of Grace be seen?
Coming in all sizes, shapes and color
And needs not; announcement to arrive
Yet are welcomed just as well ...
Just as well contrived
Delivered in the Spirit of Love
Being what? Even some of pure surprise!
And to others; being full of riches unsurpassed
Of a worth, found transcendent to their tasks
By which there is no measure, to be fit ...
Yet, all valued priceless if received
For unequaled is the Spirit's works
While representing Jesus; clearly and endeared
Whose generosity holds no boundaries to contain
Certainly not any mere measures; easily defined ...
For with each; has its own distinctive qualities
But to be receptive; "ah this!" A sensitivity is gained,
as ripened fruit; being precious to thy taste
So let us accept with humbleness of heart
Any of those sizes, shapes; or unveiling color
Gifts of Love no matter; by what hand received
Accepting; knowing where this Love begins
For whom Created who that brings
All gifts of heart and acts of kindness
Excepting everything, of what does bind us
Those Righteous givings of the Loving Spirit
In so thanking God ... For that He Loves us so
And yes dear Father; we sure Love you too
And lift Your name high, in joyous .... Amen!
Written by Robert R. Macmillan
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