The little group of souls was gathered in heaven to be sent down for their mortal sojourn.  A big angel was keeping them organized and checking off their last minute preparations.  “And now for your spiritual gifts,” the angel announced brightly.  He pulled out a scroll and started going down the line, touching each soul as he read them their gift.  “And for you,” he said to the next soul in line, “the gift of effusing in print.  Ooh, interesting.”  He m oved on.  “OK, all done, now move along, move along, time to line up, mortality waits!”  The souls hurried on.

But the angel noticed one soul still standing there, staring at the ground.  “Yes, what is it?” The angel asked.  “Please, sir,” the soul asked shyly.  “It’s about my gift of effusion.  Please, sir, could it, would it,  is it possible, please, sir, that I could be allowed to effuse grandiosely?”  The angel smiled benignly and patted the soul on the head.  “G., is it?  Well, G., the gift you seek is already within  your heart.”

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My spiritual gift activated during General Conference.  Here is what I wrote.

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If one post influences one person to be extraordinary

or gives reassurance to one extraordinary person

If I am a small-print footnote in back of the scroll of the Life of someone who will dwell as God with God forever

and create worlds and lineage forever

then for eternity, of that line man and woman made God with God forever, after man and woman made God with God forever,

will thank me forever

You made a difference to my Creator one time

 

We do not understand eternity, infinity, deity, theogony–

our lightest deed has infinite rewards–

Microsoft for a dollar

Google for a dime

Bitcoin for a lost penny

For a spit, for half a spit, for a drop of spit, forever

the land and the sea and usufruct to the sky,

forever.