Will my heart ever know contentment?

Will my soul ever really be still?

Will my desire ever really be completely and fully to love as my God loves?

Will I ever know more than the constant struggle against evil?

Will I ever meet those who truly desire the truth?

Will I wallow in self-pity, resentment, and an obnoxious desire to gain knowledge?

Will I desire love, gentleness, kindness, self-control?

Will I live in the moment, and not be lost in hopeful dreams of tomorrow?

Will I commit to what has been put before me, or will I selfishly wish for a situation which I deem better?

Will I follow the steps of the one I call Lord, or will I simply make Him a feel-good-friend?

Will I live by faith, or live by security?

Will I seek out equality as opposed to prosperity?

Will I look for those who are lost, and offer them a way to be found?

Will I live a quiet life, without ever making a sound?

Will I treat my God with reverence, or have I already lost respect?

Will I listen to the cries of the broken?

Will I answer their desperate call?

Will I give up my life to live for others?

Will my desires matter to me at all?

Will I make the sacrifices a disciple must make, or will I allow myself to fall?

Will I live my life the way I hope to live it?

Will I live by God's commands?

Will I seek to blot out injustice, and offer deliverance to all?

Will my cry be to destroy the wicked, or to save the broken?

Will I reach out my arms to the hurting?

Will I embrace the crack addicts, prostitutes, pimps, drug dealers, and warlords, as though they mattered to me most of all?

Will they matter to me at all?

Will my heart break for the millions trapped in slavery?

Will I answer their desperate call?

Will tears fall when I hear of death, pain, and destruction?

Will I react at all?

Will my heart move when I hear that faint call?

If not, I would rather not live at all.