November 15, 2011

Fullness and Emptiness




Here I am, Lord.


Young and strong and ready.


A pitcher brimming full.


Waiting to be poured out


where you direct.





Here I am, Lord.


Spent and tired and overworked.


A pitcher empty and drained.


Waiting to be filled again


by your grace.





Here I am, Lord.


Sick and depressed and grieving.


A pitcher cracked and broken;


Unable to be filled.


Waiting to be healed


so I can hold your living water again.





Here I am, Lord.


Rested and refreshed and renewed.


A pitcher nearly filled again.


Waiting to be restored


back to fullness in you.





Here I am, Lord.


A pitcher made in your image.


Sometimes full, sometimes empty,


somtimes broken, and sometimes healed.


Waiting to learn


what you can only teach me


by changing the conditions of my existence.