Fathers' Day is here and the family bought me a DVD of the movie Three (based on the book by Ted Dekker, which I highly recommend) and two Left Behind prequels from Tim LaHaye. These were good gifts. Sometimes, the gifts are not so good.
A couple of years ago, Riley bought me a huge belt buckle from a Santa's Workshop at school. This could not be less "me." A large belt buckle would just draw attention to an area of my anatomy that needs less attention, not more. I would be better off with sparkly shoelaces.
However, this belt buckle is on my desk in a place where I can see it every day. While not something I would wear, Riley bought it with his own money and without any help from anyone else. It reminds me how much he loves me.
It also reminds me of my relationship with God. I wonder just how many times I've given him a "belt buckle" as gift, and been as proud of my sacrifice as Riley was of his. I imagine, when I do, God does just what I did – smile, say thank you, and cherish what was given.
As Riley gets older, he has and will continue to give "better" gifts. But few, if any, will be as precious as that belt buckle on my desk.
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