More, so much more.

There is a dying generation out there. Towns, communities, cities that are filled with empty hearts, active minds and searching souls.
I've yet to break the shell of my existence. I have yet to fully submerge myself in the only Water that will truly allow me to be free. I've dabbled. I've tried to bottle it up and sell it as my own. I've carried the hydration pack on for days and never bothered to take a sip or offer it to someone else in need.

There is a dying generation out there. Children who know nothing of commitment, justice, peace, joy, comfort or love. All they know, all they can wrap their minds around, is cruelty, ignorance, sex and depreciation of oneself and others.
I've yet to truly seek out my Maker. I have been blindly calling my baby steps growth. Oh I give an example here and there. I lecture on rights and wrongs. But I have yet to show the Holy Spirit evident in me.

There is a dying generation out there. Friends and family who don't speak to each other. They put on fake smiles and hide truths because they are afraid of the judgement that will be made on them. They are afraid to be different, to show flaws, to know better.
I've yet to be completely honest with myself. To look at myself and see the contradictions. To see the confusion I bring to friends and families with my actions and my words.

I don't know all of the things that God has planned for my life. Let alone the community or church I am able to be a part of at this moment. But I know that there is a dying generation out there and I have within me the Holy Spirit. And He is mighty and able to do great things. I feel an urging. I don't know what direction it will take me. I don't know what sacrifices I will have to make. But I want to be willing and ready. I want people to look at me and see that God is real. That He is evident. I want so much more than what I am using now. Because there is a dying generation out there.