Hunger

I am so mean and unspiritual. During a silent retreat today, as we focused on waiting, I felt dead and unengaged. I couldn’t get one image out of my mind. And its not what you’d think. I couldn’t stop thinking about the guacamole I had last night - fresh onions and pomegranate! What does that have to do with waiting. I struggled. Maybe I’m just hungry, I thought. Sometimes when I’m fasting, I turn my thoughts of hunger to God. I’m hungry for you. I kept coming back to that. That expectant hunger - Lord increase it! I couldn’t imagine getting up and delivering the image of guacamole to the whole group though. :D