I wanted just to bring a gift
To the Lord of everything
So I painted him a work of art
Of clouds and angel wings
I put it in a brand- new box
And wrapped it up with pride
I wanted him to open up
A masterpiece inside
I got the fancy paper
With sparkles glittering so
I found a special ribbon
And tied it with a bow
The time had come to bring my gift
But I was so excited
That I tripped and fell in all my haste
And the package became blighted
The bow was crushed, the paper torn
As I stood before the King
And I wished I could retrieve the gift
From the Lord of everything
But as his hand received the gift
The box vanished from sight
And the gift itself was not the one
That I had placed inside
Instead, I saw my heart was there
But changes had been made
A new humility shone through
That would not fade away
In silence I stood waiting
Unadorned by any pride
The Lord smiled and said “Oh my child,
This is just what I desired!”