Until I figure out ...

how to fill the silence ...

Ps. 19:14
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

I refuse to sit by and offer nothing to those around me. I just can't ... I can't offer without acting ... I can't ask without listening until the end ... I can't look at the world and think it's all about me and my token efforts any longer.

I will ... because He always does ... and sometimes, just sometimes He calls me to be His hands and feet on this earth.