What shall I give?

Some years ago, my father gave me a set of metric socket wrenches that were useful for working on my imported car. My mother gave me a sturdy overcoat that kept me warm and protected during the cold winter months. My parents gave these gifts with genuine love and affection.

Although many years have passed since that time, there was a message behind those gifts that has continued to bless me. The gifts have helped me define true love. My father's loving gift was practical and useful. Having my car in good running order gave me a sense of freedom and self-government and opened up new opportunities to serve others. My mother's loving gift was comforting. It not only shielded me from harsh breezes and chills; it was an orderly provision for my daily living.

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