I wanted to walk.
I needed to do other things.
In the 40 minutes between the “Amen” at the end of prayer group and the moment I had to pick up my little one from preschool, I should have been reading, prepping, writing, practicing, answering and completing.
I did, after all, have a to-do list to follow! Things to check off! Tasks to accomplish!
Still, I wanted to walk.
It was a warm day, the kind of slightly humid warm of a morning before an afternoon storm. The clouds hadn’t yet blocked the sun and the cooling wind cut through the sticky heat, carrying scents of fall.
It was lovely.
So, down the Main Street of our town I strolled, wearing ballet flats instead of walking shoes—a reminder of the whimsicality of the moment.
At first, I thought about that dreaded list, the tasks I was leaving undone. I was problem-solving and planning and mentally re-arranging my day.
But then I noticed the sound of the breeze, how the wind tossing about the leaves in the trees sang a constant hum.
And I watched as the clouds didn’t just mosey almost imperceptibly across the sky. No, they were running and dancing past my eyes, pushed along by the breeze.
My walk was about finding more.
But those times never last forever. I too quickly returned to the schedule and the to-do list, still wishing for more of something undefinable, indescribable, and impossible to cram into a word from a dictionary.
We talk a lot about what it means to desire more in life.
We say we’ve all been designed with a God-shaped hole. While we try to fill that void with stuff and with sin, relationships and success, it’s only God who can ever satisfy. Everything else results in a bottomless pit of emptiness.
And we talk about what it means as Christians to long for more.
How we need to put aside the busyness of religion and pursue relationship with Jesus. How we must shun the sin that prevents intimacy with God. And until He’s fully Lord of our lives and we’re walking with Him closely, not just day by day, but moment by moment, we’ll always feel poured out and never filled.
That’s true, too.
We sang it in worship this Sunday morning, “All of You is more than enough for all of me, for every thirst and every need. You satisfy me with Your love.”
So, what’s wrong with me? Why, after all of that, can I still feel the longing?
Not for more money or possessions, fame or success, love or attention.
For more Jesus.
So often our typical lessons on this issue follow the same trite pattern.
You want more.
You get rid of sin.
You draw closer to God.
You feel better.
Like that’s as far as it goes.
Is God enough for us, enough to fully satisfy the deepest, most cavernous longing of our heart and souls?
Yes, He absolutely is.
Do sin and busyness choke us and keep us from being satisfied in Christ?
Yes, they absolutely do.
But even then, don’t you feel it–the insatiable groaning in your soul for something more than we can ever find in the here and now of life on earth?
C.S. Lewis wrote:
“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world” (Mere Christianity)
This incessant longing, even in the moments of greatest intimacy with Christ, even on quiet walks with Jesus on lovely fall days, doesn’t mean God isn’t enough.
“made for eternity, for glory, and as long as your feet are here on this earth, you will experience a glory ache that only heaven can fully satisfy” (Sharon Jaynes, A Sudden Glory: God’s Lavish Response to Your Ache for Something More, p. 192).
God designed us not for this life, but for the ever after life with Him. Ecclesiastes tells us: “He has also set eternity in the human heart” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).
When we see Jesus face to face and the physical realities of this world, the death and sin about us, the crushing grind of the daily, when all that is gone and it’s just our Savior and us and it’s forever . . . then we will be satisfied, fully drenched and totally filled.
Until then, we bring our longing for more to Jesus and let Him whisper to us about heaven and of what awaits us there.
Heather King is a wife, mom, Bible Study teacher, writer for www.myfrienddebbie.com and worship leader. Most importantly, she is a Christ follower with a desire to help others apply the Bible to everyday life with all its mess, noise, and busyness. To read more devotionals by Heather King, click here.
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