empty, but not void;

when i empty me of ‘me’

i have room for Him

a void in my heart

leaves me longing and searching

never feeling full

‘void’ is a vacuum

i try to cram full with fun

a bottomless pit

’empty’ is a choice

i come to Him with nothing

heart and hands open

i offer up praise

He rains down His love on me

and my heart is full