Half-Hearted

Here's the thing that keeps striking me solidly,
Over and over again as I grow and observe,
Striving to be the spiritual me,
The one that knows and honors truth,
And not the her that constantly lusts
For things to feed her self,
Just to feed her desires,
To fill the gaping hole that He left
On purpose so that He and only He
Could come and fill it with His Spirit.

Here's the thing I mention because of its nature,
Subtle and insidious, begging common practice
While posing as benign status quo,
Affecting our every decision and motive,
Governing our conscientious lifestyle,
And that is the amount of our heart
That is invested in God's will for us,
And the resulting amount of LIFE that we
Devote to His calling and give to Him
Sacrificially with no expectation save His pleasure.

Are you whole-heartedly His, with every fiber
Of your being guided by His hand and
Seeking His truth for us who He created
With purpose, not to please our selfs
But to please Him and thus each other,
Bathed in truth and light and love to
Shine on the world altruistic intent,
Seeking better for us all with no regard
For satisfying lusts that leave hungry the
Gaping soul that can only be filled as
We learn not to be HALF-HEARTED.