I thought that I needed more…
In my perceived poverty, I leaned weakly on Christ.
You have enough…
Even your discomfort is enough.
For My grace is sufficient for your weakness.
I gathered up all that seemed to be lacking
Offered them Heavenward with open and outstretched arms
It is good for me to cling to God, and to place in Him the hope of my salvation.
by Corey Hatfield