I am no scholar, no prince of men, no prophet or hero.  My works are simple, my mind plain and my looks not those of a ruggedly handsome man such as David.  I am no farmer, no artist, no scientist, doctor or public servant.  I am a saint of God through Christ, born again to serve the King by healing, loving, caring for and encouraging those whom He loves.

I have no blade yet the sword I wield cleaves bone from marrow and Spirit from soul.  I have no wealth but the cattle of a thousand hills, the air that we breathe, the mountains, sky and sea.  I have little by the way of knowledge but wisdom answers my call giving me sight beyond the tangible through the omniscient God living within me.  I can barely stand myself yet the love in my heart transcends sin, weakness, character and hate.  I offer forgiveness where none is found through the endless coffer of understanding found at the foot of His Throne.

I have no children yet am blessed to be in the largest family whose roots extend beyond time into eternity.  My strength is found under the outstretched Wings of God and though I may have reached my limits, I shall not faint nor grow weary to the task.  I have very little yet the blessings with which I am daily showered bring envy to those caught in the snare of unjust pursuit.  For I am Kin to Christ the King and this is all His.  What greater honor may be bestowed than that which I hold dear.

All the Honor and Glory to you My Lord.