Without Him

Life without Jesus.
Aching. Unimaginably void of boundless love. Did you hear? Did you understand? Void of love that knows no end, no limit, no confining boundary.
Purpose wearing thin,
shallow,
threadbare and spent.
Impoverished. Full of nothing save self seeking.
"Who am I? What am I doing? Where am I going?"
Questions reverberating off questions, echoing in empty chambers of hearts.
I search for hope. I find none -- only in Him.

Life without Jesus is no life at all.