☀️ When Nothing is Everything

A Sunday Doxology

Praise to you, Shepherd of my soul.

In you I lack nothing,

have everything I need,

am not in want.

Except

I often do want

what you have not given,

feel lack when I look

at what others have,

notice bare patches in

green pastures,

see only a trickle instead of

deep untroubled waters.

Some days I am like a sheep

without a shepherd

not because you are elsewhere

tending to others

but because I have not listened

to your voice

and followed it to find you

still the Shepherd who knows me,

who leads, refreshes, guides,

provides, protects, comforts —

the Shepherd who lays down his life

and takes it up again,

and fills my cup until it overflows

with goodness and mercy

and I lack nothing

of eternal value.