Incomplete.

God,

You’re aware of my desire. I don’t know what to do with it when it is unfulfilled.

Fulfill it with you. I hear silence from you. I shouldn’t focus on this. Why are you silent? What do you want me to focus on?

Jesus. Give up the gooeyloveydovey thinking which has no fulfillment, but which feels good. Where there is silence now, before there was your voice comforting and strengthening and inspiring.

You’re not calling me to that anymore. Of course your voice is not there. It’s like going to an empty warehouse and calling out for your friend who you know is at home. Kind of. You are everywhere. You are there too. Just not wanting me to follow you there for now.

But sometimes when I see her it leads me to the empty warehouse, the holy ground for a relationship in my life. What do I do about that.

Be intentional about not stepping in there.

silence and a void filled