Wednesday, December 16, 2009

I Think I Am

He hands me a blanket, "I think you're tired."

She hands me a prescription, "I think you're depressed."

They tell me to call, "I think you're lonely."

He gives me something else to do, "I think you're bored."

It wasn't until a couple of days ago that I realized,

I think I'm empty.

I've strung myself out on comfortable euphemisms, grandiose ideas of change, inspiring words of sojourners, and now I've just about used up every little piece of sacredness I could find. I've lazily snacked on the Truth and wondered why I'm hungry. I've longed for purpose and vision but at no point have I searched for it.

"The greatest enemy of hunger for God is not poison but apple pie.
It is not the banquet of the wicked that dulls our appetite for
heaven, but endless nibbling at the table of the world. It is not
the X-rated video, but the prime-time dribble of triviality we
drink in every night." — John Piper (A Hunger for God: Desiring God through Fasting and Prayer)


  1. "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst..."

  2. so very profound. hit me between the eyes. we NEED to have coffee very soon!