Satisfaction in life is a great feat many fail to attain before they die. This, I believe, is because we are built to keep searching till we find, to worry about any and everything until a peace greater than us calms us and to fear until we see a tangible reason not to. And searching, worrying or being scared, I have come to, from experience, understand are our souls’ natural mechanism to trace its step back to God, our maker.
Total completeness is really impossible without a relationship with God; we are only in parts, never full without that communion.
Everyday, we see a world deteriorating in morality. Humaneness, that feeling of compassion and the accompanying empathy that prevents us from causing harm to the next human is fading away at such a fast pace, it’s terrifying. The question is no longer if it is bad or good but how bad. Good is rare so we okay some bad and frown on others that weigh higher on our scale of badness.
Dissatisfaction is what consumes men such that they are in constant chase of something, something that really is God but since they do not know, their search is channeled to everything immoral.
And for some of us, it is a chase after love, after a feeling of wholeness and solidness. We are emotional beings searching for who we’d lavish our love on that will also lavish theirs on us. We are empty, in many ways. Full of voids. So we search, using material things to fill up the voids. Material things that are time-bound. From a sumptuous Chocolate cookie to Bole and Fish to a good movie series to a good Chimamanda’s novel. All time bound, leaving us back at our old state in no time. And in the times when we find a human who we think loves us in the way we want to be loved, we shiver with excitement, forget our lives in their hands and sometimes suffer for their own brokenness, excusing the unfair treatment they mete to us. We let them take the place of God in our lives- expect that they fix and complete us forgetting that they are incomplete themselves. And when they don’t because they can’t, we revert back to eating chocolate and repeat the cycle again.
But God is watching. Arms open, waiting. He understands our failure to find peace and healing for our souls because we really can find it nowhere except in Him. He’s the solution right by and in us but we go miles searching for faux, fleeting semblances of one.
We were not made to survive independent of our maker. It’s only normal that we don’t find satisfaction until we are in communion with Him. He’s the one who knows us best and knows what we really need per time, and so He alone can satisfy those needs in a way that not only does our neediness cease but our wants too.
These past few days for me as I got fed up of seeking different places for answers have been rewarding. They’ve been filled with little glimmers of hope, little invisible yet real nods of affirmation telling me I’m on the right path. A pixel of the bigger picture revealed. A tiny piece of the puzzle made tangible.
Our answers are not far, they are in God. He reveals them, satisfies us as we come to Him. Some days, through prayers answered. Other days, through an unwavering conviction that we are walking the paths made for us. Yet again, other days, through His inexplicable peace during our storms.
God loves us completely.
Thanks for reading.