Talking to an empty room

Shhhh....if you're quiet, you can hear it. If you squint you can see it. If you settle in to your chair and feel it, you're in an empty room.

The message inside is boiling up. The fire inside is raging.

Your voice cracks with hesitation, your mind clouded with doubt, the fear creeps up on your and instead you want to shout!

No one's listening you tell yourself, the world will never see you as you are. Are you just living for some applause and approval or the song of God's story?

For even the least of us all will be cast to the front of the line when the time is right, for the prepared hearts, ready to take on a warfare not by weapon or greed, but by the spirit. The stakes no longer an empty hand at a poker table. The eternal vigilance required for a man to stand on his own two feet.

It's the tale of the empty room. To start to talk and bounce off the walls. Then stare into a camera with no one on the other side, full of hope and doubt at the same time.

It's this empty room that we all face, rushing back to become an amateur, unsure of the very truths in our heart, clinging to the still small voice inside and a faith as tiny as a mustard seed that we're told can move mountains!

Oh you empty room...

May I find you again. I long for the beginning, even as I reach the end. The cycle starts all over and I open my eyes and change is among us.

Spring is here.

The empty room is back!