This Gift

I must brag although not good,
About visions of the Lord;
Because I do as I should,
By staying in one accord.

As a follower of Christ,
Who was snatched up away;
Committed and sacrificed,
Proceed to trust and obey.

This not only had happened,
As far as spiritually;
God only knows how enlightened,
As I am physically.

I know I am a person,
Snatched away to paradise;
Hearing from the Holy One,
The one that had paid the price.

It cannot be stressed in words,
For humans to understand;
But spoken in the standards,
That God has made His demand.

But I will not brag about me,
Unless it is on weakness;
Showing the human you see,
That has been filled with meekness.

I would never be a fool,
By not telling you the truth;
And knowing the golden rule,
Of never being uncouth.

I am going to spare you,
That no one could ever think;
Anything that is not true,
That I would try to hoodwink.

What you see or hear of me,
Because of revelation;
Remember Christ sets you free,
By giving you salvation.

His kindness is all you need,
Power for when you are weak;
Enable you to succeed,
No matter what you may seek.