What Are You Hungry For?

I woke up with a feeling in my stomach.  It's hard to find the words to explain it. It was a feeling I'd felt before but yet something about it stood out. It was heavy, but not on my heart. It didn't ache, but didn't part from me. I began my day paying it less mind but it didn't escape my thoughts.

I arrived to work after fighting traffic and began my day much like any other; pushing through this pit which presented an ongoing distraction.  I went through the motions of my morning tasks and felt no desire for lunch.  After this hour passed I met with a client. 

This child was truly one of kind.  A walking description of childhood, beauty, and unfortunate pain. My time with her, though limited to just over an hour, felt like much less.  She spoke to me, but more than that I listened to her.  She spoke and I heard her every word; holding onto each syllable, craving more of her story. It wasn't an easy hour but one that came truly naturally to me.

After this appointment was done, I returned to my cubical. I felt filled, touched, and reset all at once.  I noticed my curious pit had dissipated and a fleeting though crossed my mind: maybe I was hungry... Perhaps I craved something that was bigger than what taste buds could suggest.  Maybe I wanted for something more filling than food.

As I sat, I felt an inner glow.  I watched this  child leave our office and in that moment I knew my pain from earlier in the day was a hunger for my purpose: to share my charitable heart, to lend a listening ear, to give my undivided attention; but ultimately  to serve children as a medium such that they be better understood and truly less burdened. 

My team noticed my change and I told them what cured me was my soul being fed; not on the pain the children left for me to carry, but on the reminder God gave me on my purpose- this is what I hungered for!

What do you hunger for? What fills your soul? What sings to your heart and renews your spirit?