like the men bewildered
by their Master's request
to feed the five thousand
I look down at my empty hands
what do I have to give
no more than a child's meal
this simple desire
these complex emotions
ready to go wherever you wish
prepared to sit in silence
waiting for Your every word

what do i have to give
why look at my little world
but I know You see me standing here...
hands open
heart waiting
just me
just You
all we need