He Is Calling

Weary of the routines,
No more of the status quo,
I am looking for life.
My heart cries out for more than my past.

In my search for more,
There comes silence.
And in the silence I hear a whispering,
It is an invitation,
A calling.
My heart skips,
It is a voice I know.
It is the One who painfully and patiently calls for me,
And waits for me.

Shall I leave my past
With all its pleasures and security?
Shall I pursue the future
With all its uncertainties?

Shall I accept His invitation to follow?
Can I trust His heart for me?
With its bleeding, wounds and bruises?

Promises do not come lightly from Him.
He paid dearly for them.
His word is truth.
And so I wonder:
Can I not follow Him into the future?