So why am I still standing here?

Why am I still holding back from You?

You've given me a faith that can move a mountain

but I'm still playing in the sand

building little kingdoms that'll never stand

I hear You call me out into deeper waters

but I settle on the shallow end

I’m so tired of standing here

What if I gave everything to You?

The only place where I can experience a revelation from God is when I reach the point of coming to myself and asking why am I still standing here?
Like the prodigal son, who realises that he is in a pig pen eating the food of animals when the least in his father's house gets better than this. (Lk 15:17-20)
What am I doing?
Chasing the desires of the flesh only outlines the emptiness in a heart, the place where only water from an endless well can fill.
But my heart is not the well, Christ is, and the only way that I am satisfied in Him is if I continue to draw from that everlasting well.
The well of life.