They are both really good. I love being full. Full of my dad’s Eggs Benedict. Full of the Flying Biscuit’s Creamy Dreamy Grits. Full of orange juice at breakfast. (Hmmm…do I like breakfast?)
I love being full of my kids’ kisses, my husband’s admiration, my family’s interest. I love my @ replies on twitter being full of happy tweets. I love full comment boxes. I love full Pinterest boards.
I love a pocket full of look-what-I-accomplished-today.
But I also like empty.
Empty inbox. Empty dishwasher. Empty to-do list.
Empty of the urgent.
Empty of self.
When I can empty out my thoughts, my mind and the space around me, that’s when I can really be full.
Full of what God has for me. The plans He’s designed.
“I have come that [Amanda] may have life, and have it to the full.” -Jesus (John 10:10)