The best gift I ever received was one my parents had told me all about ahead of time. From the time I was born they went on and on to me about it. My older brother had heard all about it from them too, and had received the same gift two years before me. It was something that each of my parents had received when they were young, my father at age seven and my mother at age nine, so they knew just what it was like to get it and had enjoyed it all the years of their life. It was for that reason that they could go into such detail describing this special gift to me. They never failed to tell me that it was the most wonderful thing there ever was.The only problem was that they couldn’t give it to me. They could tell me all about it, but it wasn’t going to be coming from them. I couldn’t inherit theirs, and my big brother couldn’t give me his as a hand-me down. I had to get my own from the only One who could give it to me.
Of our seven children, three died too young to understand they were sinners who needed a Savior, and in His mercy, the Lord brought them to Himself because He is just and righteous and loving. Of the four here with us, three have already chosen for themselves to receive the precious gift He offers. We continue to pray for our daughter Audra; although she hasn’t trusted in Him yet, she is listening with great interest as we all describe this gift to her and tell her how to receive it for herself.