The gift I prize is the gift of your moments; understanding all is from Me.
May I, like Bernard of Clairvaux, give you all my moments -- even the routine, the mundane.
There is much more to be got as yet.
I praise Your Name, O God, for You know me even better than I know myself. I give all my moments, all my days to You. May I be able to tell the next generation that You are my God, my God forever and ever.
It is My good pleasure to give you the Kingdom.
May I be rich toward You, my King and my God.
From everyone to whom much has been given, much will be required; and the one to whom much has been entrusted, even more will be demanded.
(1 Kings 12.24; Psalm 48; Luke 12.21, 48)
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