I was sitting in the prayer room at IHOP back in June and was musing on the fact that all I am and all I have is all I have to give. I was sort of struck by the simple realization that it has to be enough because there just isn’t anything else I can give Him. Not that I’ve ever had the sense that He wants anything other than my heart, but I have often felt like I have so little to offer Him. Yet no matter how small my “all” is, it is, in fact, all I have to give. As I was pondering, I scribbled these words in my journal:
Beautiful Jesus
Sweet, sweet King
Here I am
My life is Yours
I am the offering
All I am is all I have
And that’s what I give to You
May the fragrance of my life
Rise before Your throne
To surround You
And bless You
And fill Your heart with joy
May it be said of me
That I did what I could
That I gave what I had
All I am is all I have
And that’s what I give to You
Beautiful Jesus
Sweet, sweet King
Here I am
My life is Yours
I am the offering
Cindy Powell 