My Pretty Box
 

In the midst of the crowd
like all the rest I stood
clutching my pretty box
my gift from above
a life of loves.

"It's not enough," said He.
"Empty your box,
follow Me!"

From the midst of the crowd
with but a few I stepped
still holding my dear box
the red bow untied
the lid pushed aside.

"It's not enough," still said He.
"Empty your box,
follow Me!"

From the midst of the crowd
close behind I followed
praising empty hands high
my old box now cast
left behind at last.
 

Luke 14:25-35
 
 
 
by J. Alan R.

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