A Disciple’s Empty Hands
Again, we find ourselves staring at endless needs. Here in the deep waters and floods of pain, we learn to say yes to Jesus and to one another. He takes our small yeses, one at a time, and blesses in ways we could never imagine.
If you are a follower, pupil, and learner, a disciple of Jesus Christ, ask Him what He desires of you today, He will show you!
I lift to You these hands of mine.
They’re empty cold and weak.
Please fill them with Your love divine,
Touch those who are in need.
They cannot work without You, Lord,
Alone can’t make a dent
In all the hurt this world affords –
Nor pain and sorrow end.
Help me to pour what’s in my hand
Before Your throne of love,
Cause there the smallest deed will stand
Will point to You, my God.
“A new commandment I give to you,
that you love one another:
just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another.
By this all people will know that you are my disciples,
if you have love for one another.”
(Poetry, Heidi Viars, 2016)