We write for five minutes flat. All on the same prompt that Lisa Jo posts here.
No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.
Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
That's what He created everything out of.
The word seems to almost create a void when I say it.
An unfilled sheet of paper.
A vast expanse of meadow.
An empty wall.
No items to work with, no tools to create with -
I too have nothing.
nothing apart from Him
nothing to offer that is worthy of a Savior
nothing to give that should matter to a King
Everything I think is something -
all of it is
they are all things - and things can fill our lives -
but not one of those things amounts to anything in light of Who He is
I am nothing.
Gratefully, He creates wonderful & marvelous things from just that
Glory to Him.