On Sunday, our pastor spoke about how we are filled with all the other things in the world, that we don’t have a thirst for the living water God offers us, that we are not hungry for his presence. I am challenged by this, and I can think of umpteen million things things that “fill” my heart, mind, and soul in the filled-ness of my days.
Right now, emptiness calls my name, calls me to be quiet, to listen, to hunger, and to quirst for the Lord. Come, Lord Jesus, I am making room. I am clearing out clutter. I am making space for you.