The other day, while driving in my car, I was listening to Bing Crosby on the radio, as he sang the words of that famous little drummer boy, “I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum That’s fit to give the King…”. The lyrics got me to thinking…imagine with me that you are on a journey to meet the Baby Jesus, the long awaited King and Savior of the World. Of course besides the overwhelming joy and honor of being part of such a momentous occasion, my mind can’t help but jump to another detail…what gift do I bring to the party? I would want to have the perfect gift and I am doubting I would find it in the latest advertising pages or on-line store…The pressure!
As I was thinking about what I might possibly bring to this once in a lifetime event, on my mind wandered…”it’s kind of like figuring out what to get my dad for Christmas”!! He has always been the hardest person on my Christmas shopping list to figure out. I mean what do you get a man who has everything? Well at least everything that’s in my budget to buy. (I do think he still holds out hope that one day; I’ll be able to afford him a Lexus and an early retirement.) It has taken me awhile, but I have figured out over the years that it is not the most expensive gift or the newest gadget that really impresses my dad. A matter of fact, I have noticed that a gift given in thoughtfulness, from the heart means everything to him and what really blows my mind is that he appears to get more joy from simply having us close than anything that may be under the tree.
In that moment driving down I-5, my heavenly father reminds me…that’s what I want you to bring me…I want you to come close, spend some time and share your heart. Simple, I know, and odd as it may seem to some of us…YOU are His favorite gift. I pray that we would all come closer to Him than we are today and that we would realize in a deeper way the joy that comes when we give the gift of ourselves.
Merry Christmas!
Neeserisms 
That was a beautiful post. Thank you for the remider.