Yesterday I had this conversation with my husband (via text):
Me: just realized what’s missing from my day
Later this same day, Hj went out for dinner with some guys while I entertained guests, tucked my kids in, then put my feet up and thought a little more about donuts. Eventually I went to bed a little hungry, hoping that meant I’d wake up skinny.
Hj came home late with a giant bag in each hand. Both bags were full of donuts, dozens and dozens of them. It might be nice to say that this is how MUCH my husband loves me, or how LITTLE regard he has for my waistline. But actually, he was given those two huge bags full of donuts! He laughed when he showed me, and quoted me, who often quotes Chris Daughtry who might be quoting someone else when he sings, “Be careful what you wish for– you just might get it all.”
It reminded me of how life has been lately, but on the spiritual side. A few months ago during community worship, we were directed to get in pairs and tell someone what we need prayer for. I remember saying, “I’m really hungry for more of God.” Something was missing from my day, so to speak.
If we’re going to keep this analogy for another minute, I’ve been swimming in a river of donuts since then. It’s hard to put into words all the sacred, beautiful things that have come our way recently, but God is overwhelming us with His presence. I keep thinking, “Fresh wind, fresh fire,” like that book title. Except it’s reality; it’s Jesus right here, right now, so close every day, so obvious and so, so good.
We’re living the best paradoxon earth: overwhelmed and grateful for the heavy weight of the glory of His countenance, but seeking hard and pressing in to know Him more; never satisfied, yet fully filled.
Not only those things, but I think that all things are worth nothing compared with the greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. Because of him, I have lost all those things, and now I know they are worthless trash. This allows me to have Christ and to belong to him. Now I am right with God, not because I followed the law, but because I believed in Christ. God uses my faith to make me right with him. I want to know Christ and the power that raised him from the dead. I want to share in his sufferings and become like him in his death. Then I have hope that I myself will be raised from the dead. Phil. 3:8-10
It hasn’t all been easy, hasn’t all been pretty. But isn’t that how it is when new life comes forth? We die, we travail, we groan, we suffer. The fruit of knowing Christ, though is infinitely worth it! Nothing compares, not even donuts.