Tom Davis, in his book, The Fields of the Fatherless, may have committed the words to paper, but I’m pretty sure they were words he’d stolen from the loud emptiness ruminating inside of me. He wrote:
"What am I missing? Some years ago, I found myself asking this question almost daily. As a pastor, I thought I knew what mattered to God. I read my Bible almost every day. I tithed, I watched the “right” movies, I prayed as often as I could, I kept my devotions on track and I even journaled in an attempt to reflect on what was happening in my life! But none of this could shake my conviction that I was still missing something. Something important."
