An Intimate Collision

We are empty. Terribly empty. We don't like to admit that...but we are empty. And into that emptiness we throw all kinds of things...relationships, money, material wealth, alcohol, career pursuits, various belief systems, self-help gurus, bulging portfolios, and more. We throw all kinds of things into the hole that's within us. But the hole remains. Despite how much we throw into it, the hole remains. And have we ever considered how it is that we can throw so much stuff into a hole and yet never fill it up. In fact, despite all of the things that we throw into it, it remains just as empty as if we'd never thrown anything into it in the first place. But we don't learn that lesson all that well. And therefore, we just keep throwing in as much stuff as we can get our hands on. We are empty. Horribly empty. And that emptiness is only magnified by our panicked efforts to fill that hole, only to fall exhausted on the ground of our lives realizing that the hole is entirely untouched. For whether we like to believe it or not, or whether it runs contrary to our cherished agendas, or whether it's vogue or not, only God can fill that hole. Only God.