I was listening to some beautiful instrumental music when I suddenly had the longing to create my own masterpiece. The problem is, I don’t know a thing about writing music. The same thing happens when I see a stunning piece of art, a moving dance, or hear an angelic soprano. I am not an artist, dancer, or singer (although I do love to sing)… I am a writer. I could get down on myself and long to do those things which I have no talent for, or I could embrace those things which I am good at. Today, I choose to celebrate!
What makes us complete? It’s the fullness of life that comes from God. I have looked to my job, my kids, relationships, education, food, exercise, friends—you name it—to give me a sense of wholeness and fulfillment, but none of that made me feel complete. Why? We are born with a God-shaped hole that only He can fill. Until we give ourselves to Him completely and let Him fill the void, we will continue to seek out substitutions that will never satisfy.
“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.”