The alabaster halls were filled with activity, as each Gift of
Joy was presented to The Maker before delivery.
Reviewing His craftsmanship, the Maker displayed His
pleasure, as He Bestowed His personal seal. With each Bundle
He placed a document, which
Read as follows:
"Greetings from the Maker of all good and perfect gifts:
Please find en-wrapped, an endowment of immeasurable
value…a Gift of Joy!
It is rare and unique: never to be produced again.
Great responsibility and pleasure are extended toward you in
the care, handling And maturity of this Gift.
In the measure of time this Bundle will produce abilities and
qualities that are to Be used for the Makers glory.
From this Gift, an inheritance of great bounty will be brought
forth for generations to come"
Each Bundle was wrapped with love and sped to its
destination. Many were received with thankfulness…but not so
Crying messengers filled the alabaster halls bearing their
grievous news to the Maker of all:
"Sir, we come with sorrowful tidings. Millions of the Gifts of
Joy have been rejected and returned unopened. To make
matters worse, they have been ill-treated, abused and
The Maker rose from His regal throne and descended to the
Gate of Receiving.
Bending over, He tenderly touched the crushed, torn and broken
bundles. Their joy, uniqueness and promise would be forever
All was silent…The Maker wept!