I Am Like A Puddle

puddle on Lake Superior rock

I am like a puddle. 

Here for a short time.

Slowly fading. 

Hopefully, reflecting the Son

as His light shines on me.

On my own i am nothing. 

Christ must be everything.

The One who fills me,

Who sustains me,

Who loves me.

I am like a puddle. 

Like a flower, 

Here for a short time.

This vapor of a life.

For His glory alone.