An open jar.
Empty. Shine it up...clean away the sediments and dust.
A few hydrangeas. Blue and taupe.
Drying. Three. Dying. What pleasure in the air.
Fill me up, Lord. Fill me with Your love and goodness. Fill me with Your fruit of gentleness, kindness, peace and hope.
A zinc lid. Placed upon the jar.
Lock Yourself inside me, Lord. Close the jar and use me for Your purpose and Your plan.
Ah...I needed this just now. The quiet. The waiting is not hard at all. I have been still, and now I know.
I know that You are God. selahV
