The Greatest Offering

I am not a cautious woman.

I once gave care to nothing.

I had no ambition or passion or individual thoughts of any kind

But then one Summer day I found a change of mind.

Far away from the home I knew.

Far away from the language I spoke.

Far away from the people I understood.

But very close to the God I trusted.

Then I knew beyond a doubt that I was meant for greater things

That I was meant for more than just golden rings

A first step I took on a long, winding road

But upon a silver horse I rode

Home for me is not meant to be a building

I am not meant to have a single place to which to live in

The ground is my matress

The stars are my blanket.

Away from the comforts of the grand red, white and blue

And to the world eating a poor mans stew

They call me crazy, they call me insane

No shelter, no hearth , not even a weather vane.

But this is my life, and from it I have been called

To not live for myself, but to serve those who  have nothing.

My life is all I have, So my life is all I give ,

This is my offering