I am tired, sad and hungry …. there must be more to it than this. The Bible promises more, my memory is filled with glories past, so why is there not anything here and now to quench my thirst? Here is my journal entry from today:
Talking about God like he is not in the room.
Praying like reciting a recipe or a poem that touches our lips but never our heart. Living like God is a good idea but poor reality. Saying we love Jesus with all our heart but there is no joy in our voice, no softness in our eye, it has become merely an intellectual position held in faith.
There is a deep hunger in my heart, a thirst for more. It is like a deep call that has echoed so long that the words have been lost.