A Gift to Think About.

Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise.

Give my heart to a person whose heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car.

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist.

Take my bones, every fibre and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers to grow.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and all my prejudice against my fellow man.

Give my sins to the devil and give my soul to God.

If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you.

If you do all that I ask then I shall live forever.

(In these days of transplants and other spare part surgery, these words of Robert Test have great relevance and inspiration.)