YOU ARE MY BEST GIFT

A daughter of a renowned preacher, who was used to gifts her loving dad used to purchase and bring for her after every overseas' trip, was once in for a major disappointment. Due to a mess-up in the airport customs, the gift was lost and her doting Dad landed home without a gift. Her mature reaction on noticing the gift missing in her Dad’s briefcase simply belied her age. Though disappointed, she is said to have sprung up and held on to her dad tightly crying, "Dad, you are my best gift!"

Can the same be said of us, when it comes choosing between God and His gifts?