What would it be like if we were entirely satisfied by God?
Not missing a thing.
Jesus says in John 6:35, "I am the bread of life; he who comes to Me will not hunger, and he who believes in Me will never thirst.”
Never hunger. Never thirst. That sounds amazing, doesn’t it?
And we believe that, right? Jesus is all that we need. He can satisfy every need.
What’s sad is what the next verse says. “But I said to you that you have seen Me, and yet do not believe.” (John 6:36 NASB)
These people actually saw the son of God, and they did not believe. I’m sure some of them thought he was a cool guy. Some of them might have even accepted he was who he said he was. But they didn’t believe.
Even the disciples were confused so many times. They just didn’t get who Jesus was.
Aren’t we that way too? We didn’t see Christ face-to-face, but we have his word. We have all these stories and testimonies about what he did to prove what he is capable of. But we don’t believe.
Instead, we read our Bibles a little, then spend all our money at the mall. We gorge ourselves until we hate how much we can eat. We throw ourselves into relationships we should never have started. Why? Because somehow, we don’t believe that Jesus is enough.
It seems impossible. How is an invisible being, someone I can’t even hear, going to fulfill all of my desires? It doesn’t make sense when I look around and see all the other tangible things or people that could give me happiness.
I get so frustrated when I think about these things. My brain knows all of this; I grew up with this information. And still I can’t seem to get it into practice.
Because having a strong faith isn’t about doing your devotions every day and forcing yourself to pray a few minutes. It’s not about going to church and small group or listening to sermons.
It’s about abiding.
It’s about enjoying spending time with God. Looking forward to every moment with him. Never wanting to leave that place of worship. Once you get to that point, He is everything to you.
But how do you get there? How can you keep that up?
I’m not the best person to tell you this. I haven’t gotten there yet either. I just know that it doesn’t come naturally. I did not enjoy writing until years of practice. When I started writing my alphabet and learned spelling, I thought it was grueling. Playing the piano did not sound that great my first few years of lessons. It took many years of practice to get to where I looked forward to sitting down at the piano, to start typing and the words just flow out of me. There’s no easy way to get there (unless you’re a genius, I guess). It takes time, and it takes effort. And most importantly, it takes the desire to do it.
Maybe someday I’ll reach that point, where I can’t wait to open my Bible every day. When you have to tear me away from my prayer time. It seems pretty impossible now. But I want it. I want God to be my everything. I desire him to be first in my life. I dream of the day that He is all I crave.