"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands." - Psalm 143:5

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Wanting More

 

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“Please sir…I want some more.” – Oliver

In my heart today is an urgency of unsettledness…a mixture of inquisitiveness and hunger. I want more of something…but what? Christmas does this to me. It upsets my routine, overturns my mundane meanderings and consistently causes me to look at the sky. I try to imagine what I would have done with a star announcing a messiah’s birth. Would I leave my land, my comfort to follow such a sign? What affect would a shepherd story and angel songs have on my life? Would the presence of soldiers threaten me away from belief?

What affect do all these questions (and signs) have on me today?

I realize that I am not content with…contentment…that I want more. Not more stuff, not more possessions or material things, no. This is not a greedy, selfish cry for all of that.

The importance of wanting more is all about a Messiah and the deep desire to be closer to Him. I look at the nighttime sky, at all the beacons pointing to Him and wonder how I lose my way sometimes. Those other “wants” gain volume and attempt to drown out my Master’s voice and I cringe that I allow it to be so. Thankfully, His song penetrates through that gunk and reverbs within my spirit.

I believe the Father draws the “want” from us and direct it towards His heart with that reverb. It synchronizes our heartbeat with His, uniting our songs as one. The hunger for more is a God implant on our soul and it leaves us restless until we find our way to His presence.

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. (2) My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? Psalm 42:1-2

Did I mention that Christmas does this me? It does so wonderfully. In a little village God reveals Himself in a powerfully humble and relational way. The Incarnation, the birth of Christ, the announcement of the Good News is both a historical marker and a cry to all time and space.

Including that hungry space in my heart.

Yes…please sir, I want some more…and that’s a good thing.

Are you hungry?

Blessings, Jay

 

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