We all know what it’s like to look for something. Sometimes the thing we’re looking for is lost. We had it….but lost it……so we search for it. Like keys or a receipt or your wallet.
Sometimes the thing we’re looking for isn’t a thing at all. It’s a feeling. Or answers. A memory or truth.
I’ve heard of people trying to find themselves. I think they mean they’re trying to figure out who they are and where they fit into this big world and maybe they’re trying to make sense of it all.
We’ve all searched. We all have a sense of longing……..for something we can’t quite name.
So we travel the world and see all there is to see.
We seek adventure and hike the highest peaks and explore deep waters and jump out of airplanes.
We get the PhD from the best university.
We build a career that lets us make plenty of money so we can drive the best cars and dine at the finest restaurants and have an extra house at the beach.
We buy the trendiest outfits, dye our hair, get implants and tattoos, have our stomachs stapled and noses reshaped.
We marry that guy or that girl and when it doesn’t work out we move on to the next one that’s supposed to make us happy.
When those things don’t work we self-medicate to numb the ache.
Different thrill. New place. Bigger house. More stuff.
But the search continues because none of those things, not one of them, eases the ache inside.
The longing remains.
C.S. Lewis said, “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.”
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord…. Jeremiah 29:11-14a (NIV)