This poem started as just the first three lines as I was preparing to head off to my small group meeting to discuss our Christian tool of “service.” Then I decided to turn it into a triolet. The meter isn’t perfect for a triolet, but it seemed to flow right to me anyway.
In the sermon at church on Sunday, our Youth Minister Colie talked about how we have to be filled with God’s love before we can pour it out in service to others. She used the illustration of a watering can that can only be used to water flowers and plants after it has been filled with water. The difference between water in a watering can and us as a vessel of God’s love is that when we pour out the love God has filled us with we are still full because of His endless love.
Service
Your love fills me to the brim
I pour it out again and again
I find I’m still full in the end
Your love fills me to the brim
A helping hand I want to lend
To those who need You now
Your love fills me to the brim
I pour it out again and again
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