May 11, 2015: Defying Empty

~by Paula Veloso Babadi

Emptiness is a fact of life. It doesn’t have to be a bad thing. An empty plate to clean means there was food to eat, an empty kitchen sink means no dishes to wash, and an empty mind means endless possibilities for filling it. Hearts and souls left empty by people, circumstances, and choices we make are another story. We have to decide how we respond to that emptiness.

Sometimes, I fill it with fleeting things like food or television that aren’t really important, like the clutter that collects on bare countertops. There has been a rhythm and sway to the emptying and filling of my life, like the draining of a new clay pot ungrounded by soil. It overflows at the brim after a hard rain, drains, becomes empty, and fills again. It begs for rich earth and plants to take root and hold water. It is a cross.

I want to finally fill the clay vessel of my life with what really matters; to be grounded with the rich soil of faith and soak in the infinite waters of life in Him. I want to decrease so that He can increase in me to yield good fruit. And if I am empty again tomorrow, so be it. Let the hard rains come. Lord, fill me.

Defying Empty

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you;
not as the world gives do I give to you.
Let not your hearts be troubled,
neither let them be afraid.” John 14:27
Empty house
Empty hole
Empty heart
Empty soul
No more tears.
No revolution.
Unfounded fears
Without solution?
I must decrease
Breathe Him in,
With His increase -
Breathe out sin.
Empty here,
Spirit-poor but free.
I take this cross -
Fill me.


Paula Veloso Babadi has worked in the health care industry for over thirty five years, but her true passion is poetry. She is a member of the St. John’s Chapter of the national Catholic Writers Guild and a regular contributor to the St. Joseph’sReflections Newspaper. Growing up in England and Pensacola with her Filipino and British parents and marrying into her Iranian family, she now lives in Jacksonville, Florida with her husband, daughter and nearby three grown sons and grandchildren.

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