MY GIFT!

My gift flows like Living Water  

And has left a mark on the Heavenly field.  

Every faithful soul should sprout like a grain of wheat,  

And may Christ be loved in thought, deed, and speech.

My gift is sustenance, like warm bread.  

With it, strength consumes the one who is weak.  

Through Jesus’ words, illuminated in Light,  

May I humbly abide under His Holy Right Hand.

My gift is Heavenly, created by the Father.  

Christ Himself is its Song and an imperishable Crown.  

If I were to share His love until the end,  

I would know, without doubt, that I’ve truly lived.

My gift overflows! Hold it like the Spirit!  

Let it serve the living Bride as Rain!  

And then you will understand that truthful meaning,  

That a person, when giving, lives before the Lord...

Stefan Glavchev  

(Seeker of Pearls)