It is what I have. The here, the now. The yesterdays are done. The tomorrows are beyond my control. God has given me the now.
Last night I was wishing I was good at something. I mean really good, but I'm not. I am me. I don't have great talents, great wealth, great time, great ideas to present to the King. Just me. And this is probably His mercy, because knowing me I would try to earn His love, find my worthiness in the things I do, my filthy rags, rather than humbly take His hand.
So, this day, this moment - here I am. A beloved piece of dust.