I Have Nothing

The Lord has been good to me.

Good to me during this time.

This time in which I have paid Him little to no mind.

He’s showed up soft and warm. He still finds ways to light up my face with a smile, just as the way the sun brightens up a mid July sky and decides to kiss water-soaked skin. He whispers in my ear kind thoughts that makes the butterflies of my heart flutter.

I continue to sit here with Him.

Nothing to give.

Not a word.

Not a thought.

Not a song to sing.

Not a journal entry.

Just… me.

I have nothing.

Nothing to offer.

Nothing to give.

Yet, He still wants all of me. His hands still reach out for me. A sweet embrace He engulfs me in. He continues to wash me clean with a love so sweet.

There is nothing for me to do except to just be.