chasing glory. running down happiness. seeking pleasure. yearning to delight.
we’re human and we’re broken and we’re trying to find something.
you’d be a fool if you wouldn’t admit that it’s in you. this yearning, this seeking for something greater.
John Piper adds, “We have accustomed ourselves to such meager, short-lived pleasures that our capacity for joy has shriveled. And so our worship has shriveled.”
we’ve lost sight of our purpose in settling for less, in refusing to wait, we’ve been feeding off of that which does not fill and drinking what doesn’t quench.
our thirst-our thirst has been artificially “quenched” by rivers from the world. we have not chased the glory we ought. instead of being pleased in rest, we busy ourselves running around to accomplish more vanity and puff our lives up to look bigger than they are to the rest of the world who is hurting just like us.
we’ve become far too easily pleased in that we’ll spend four hours in front of the television, but won’t discipline ourselves to spend 60 glorious minutes in the presence of King Jesus.
Isaiah has been my resting place these past few weeks.
For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, In returning and rest you shall be saved; In quietness and in trust shall be your strength. Isaiah 30:15
I’m on a quest to rest. to learn just to sit in His presence and know his love. I’m on a quest to live Isaiah 40.
Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these? He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name,by the greatness of his might, and because he is strong in power not one is missing. Why do you say, O Jacob, and speak, O Israel, ‘My way is hidden from the Lord and my right is disregarded by my God’?
…but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:26-7, 31
I don’t want to settle for anything less than the beautiful presence and glory and true beauty of Christ. I have far to go, but it is oh so amazing that this is just the beginning. the beginning of His peace. the beginning of surrender. the beginning of refusing to be far too easily pleased.
oswald chambers put it beautifully when he said, “but as soon as we do totally surrender, abandoning ourselves to Jesus, the Holy Spirit gives us a taste of His joy…beware of letting your natural desires hinder your walk in love before God.”
(( taste of His joy ))
I’ve tasted it in His presence and now it’s all that I can seek. I’ve felt His power through my weakness and now it’s all that I can long for. I’ve known His touch when my heart hurts and now it’s my truest desire.
He will enlarge this heart by His grace, He will consume my soul with longing, He will give a deeper love, a mind at rest in His plan, and eyes that don’t gaze at worthless things.
eyes and heart and being that are not too easily pleased.
and He will lift up the heart of the one who asks, and cause it to seek something greater. He will delight this heart in Him alone. He will remove anything He sees fit to be sure that this heart chases nothing but Him. because the heart that He has bought with His blood, must be made to beat to one rhythm. the rhythm of grace. the rhythm of satisfaction in a God who is all-satisfying. because as our delight in Him increases, we will not be too easily pleased with the things that are passing.
it amazes me how often “Christians” look exactly like the world-chasing the same things of the world. oh, dear soul, come out from them. chase Christ. chase something purer, higher. don’t settle for what fills the unbeliever when you are a believer. don’t rest until you rest in Him.
I fall and I fall again and again. I break I hurt, I crack I bend. but there’s a relentless hand that keeps picking me up-urging to love, pushing to trust.
and this hand is my God who knows what is best-He promises peace, if I would just rest.
If I would just fall, and think on His might. His mercy so great, His love ever bright.
I need only release my grasp on this life, to know He draws closer through this time of strife.
to know He is always pursuing my heart-and that was His purpose from the very start.
to make me more like Him, to cleanse me of self. to honor and serve Him, in sickness and health.
on good days and bad days, to shout forth His praise. to sing and proclaim His merciful ways.
this comfort remains-sure hope for my soul-that Jesus is chasing, the sheep in His fold.
m a d y s o n