Fulfillment Poem by Timothy Branch

A vessel remains steadfast and ready. There are several in line ahead of me. Will there ever come a day when there are none ahead of me? The light breaks through the darkness that hid me from you. You called, I came, you filled me and I changed. My purpose revealed. I was not designed to be empty but you predestined my fulfillment would be found in you. Every empty day was worth the wait. I am glad my void was satisfactory for you to use. I'm grateful that fulfillment found me while contentment proved itself strong as I waited upon thee.