There is a type of desperation that I wish I had. A desperation that strives to bring others to God. A desperation that yearns to seek God above all other things. A desperation that leaves one breathless at the end of every day as well as captivated upon waking.
A desperation to burn for God. John Wesley said it best, “I set myself on fire and people come from miles away just to watch me burn.” A desperation to go to the ends of the earth, or across a lawn, to love someone in need.
That is what I want. For that is what is lacking in my life.