My little efforts.
My little words.
My little strength.
It all seems so paltry....so, little.
Ineffective.
Insignificant.
Inadequate.
Not enough.
Compared .
To the wounds.
The needs.
The cries.
Of others.
Of me.
Aches, weeping.
Hungers, gnawing.
Fears clinging.
"My power is perfected in weakness." 2 Corinthians 12:9
Accomplished in weakness.
Fulfilled in less.
I am filled with Less.
Today, I thank Him.
For my little.
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