I Can’t. Seem. To. Get Satisfied. I have this hunger inside of me that just won’t be filled.
It is so intense at times that it makes me want to cry. And I’m not kidding.
This hunger inside of me? It’s for “more.” More of God. More of His voice. More of serving Him in my life. More of seeing Him move. More of working for Him. More. More. More.
I’m praying about just what God wants me to do with this hunger. How He wants me to fill it.
I’m dropping certain things off my agenda to make room for anything new He might want to introduce into my life.
I’m reading His word. I’m praying. Fervently.
Then I’m trying to back off and be patient. See if maybe He wants to do some more work on me in the process.
Still. The hunger remains.
What does God want from me? Does He want me to write more? Does He want me to go on the field more? Where does He want me? How does He want me there? And when?
I’m hungry. I’m so hungry.
I’m wanting to be used. I’m wanting to be filled. I’m wanting.