A Giver

Why can’t I
Be like everyone else
And be content to live
Focussed on myself?

Everyone else
Can be insular
Live without guilt
Easily ignore others

But if I do
I die inside
When I indulge myself
I’m never satisfied

I tried to be self-focussed
To put me first
But I was left
With this agonising thirst

When I pour myself out
Then I find peace
I find satisfaction
When I meet others’ needs

So am I destined
To always be unhappy?
Can’t I live in a way
That is not so energy sapping?

But the truth is
There’s no joy in pleasure
The meagre buzz it gives
Is no lasting treasure

But when I pour
Myself out to others
I now have space
To receive from the Father

His comfort to me
Has a place to flow
And my emptiness leaves space
For my love for Him to grow

His presence
Is my reward
For being faithful
With these gifts I steward



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