Empty Hands, Empty Heart

Today I am letting go of something beautiful. Oh, it felt so good - for a while. It looked so good. It sounded good. I enjoyed it greatly - for a while. Oh, there were so many wonderful things about it. It was comfortable. It was wonderful to be loved. To be appreciated. I did well with it for a while. I saw God use me. How wonderful that was. So much wonderful about it - except. Except God didn't want me to hold onto it.

And I assumed that the open door that I ran through to fill my hands and...