It’s written on our hearts

“If I find myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I wasn’t made for this world…

The fact that our heart yearns for something Earth can’t supply is proof that Heaven must be our home.” – CS Lewis

“He has put eternity in the hearts of men.” – Ecclesiastes 3:11

A mega-produced concert from a band playing some of my favorite songs.

A courageous leader with conviction and integrity to lead America.

A week-long vacation in a cabin in the mountains or a beach house by the ocean.

Even a specialty doughnut, coffee, beer or hamburger.

In my flesh, I always hope these things will give me the beautiful, restful, palatable, life-giving, experience they sound like they should. And, often, it does–but if I’m honest, there’s still disappointment attached to it, somewhere.

Something malfunctions.

There’s not enough.

I’ve got some other life-worry distracting me from fully enjoying the moment.

Someone disappoints.

I may seek a glimpse of heaven in those moments, places…even people. And often I’ll pay good money and put forth great effort to experience those short glimmers when and wherever I can. But I’m convinced more by the day this world can’t really deliver what my heart is truly looking for. Until heaven, I’m always going to want more.

It’s in our DNA as masterfully-crafted, God-designed humans. We’re made for a perfect heaven.

In light of the world–the beautiful and terrible things within it that I see each day closer to death, I’m increasingly grateful for the hope of eternity. And as Paul asserts in Romans 5:5, hope never disappoints.

The ultimate thing

Such a surreal time, when the Cubs are in the World Series and we’re a week away from the most head-scratching presidential election in US history.

As a parent, it’s been a unique & important task to teach my kids what’s “ultimate” in this exciting, tense season (Cleveland’s up 3-1….and crazy enough, that’s FAR less absurd as Trump or Hillary in the White House!).

The world shouldn’t…can’t…stop when a sports or cultural event is on TV in my home. It’s simply not that important. Government can make substantial differences in our lives, but it doesn’t…can’t…dictate joy, hope or despair. It’s simply not that powerful. It’s fun to cheer. All good to get emotional. And it’s OK to question to the universe what the crap’s going on.

But in the end, it’s a game. It’s politics. Neither of these should earn a place in our hearts as vital or paramount. They’re not what ultimately matters, thus they don’t warrant the majority share of our heart or attention. And I want to be careful not to demonstrate to my kids that they do, so I’ve had to remind myself this a lot lately!

The only consistent rest and satisfaction our home(s) will ever find is in God’s glory: His mercy, mightiness, peace, patience with us…

Not in a Cubs win. Though that’d be awesome too 😉