(Title Courtesy of wrecklessgirl)
Today, I was checking my twitter feed as always and I came across a tweet by wreckless girl.
i am, apparenly, dependent on change. if suddenly, my life wasn’t chaotically changing constantly, i would cease to exist.
At first, I thought it was a funny wording. I came back at her with a sore attempt at wit, but then I really started to think about it. Her life might change more drastically than mine (read vagabond bond and you’ll see what I mean), but I still have a deep seeded desire for change that stems from more than an adventurous heart.
For example, my last big obsession was NaNoWriMo. If you don’t remember, look back two posts and see what that was all about. I remember spending the three months leading up to November consumed with what I was going to write, how I was going to write it, and even what computer program I was going to use to write it. I read forums, blogs, and listened to podcasts just to hear about experiences from other novelists. It consumed my mind when I wasn’t at school. However, when I finished the marathon, I was left wanting more. Not more writing, but more of something else. Since December 1st, I haven’t done more than glance at my unfinished novel.
Where does this desire come from? It comes from wanting to fill our lives with a purpose. We want to feel like we are doing something productive with our limited time on earth. I want to believe that I am meant to do something more than work, eat, and sleep.
Only Jesus Christ can fill that void. I have to remind myself every day that seeking knowledge about my God is much more important than trying to find out the latest movie news or trying to reach the next level in my video game. That is a struggle that I still haven’t overcome, even though I have a clear path set before me. This may not be the case for you, but it certainly is for me and I hope that each day I can grow closer to my God so that I fill my life with His love.
