Today as I was coming home on the train I noticed someone peculiar enter the train and sit not too far from me. He had a confederate style long-coat from the Civil War, army boots from the Vietnam era but fashionably shiny! Long disheveled hair that came scrunchingly down to his shoulders and the back of his head puffed up like he had just removed his morning pillow and checked it at the El Train entrance. When he sat down a thought came across my mind, “Why is he wearing a confederate coat? Oh no…he is probably one of those hyper-southern boys who think the south will rise again. Daaaang it! I hope he doesn’t go off on any black people in here.”
Upon sitting down he creased his face with a smile ever so slight, that if he were to relax it at all, it might appear he was more constipated than smiling. The smile didn’t disappear for the entire ride. In fact it would ebb and flow from a full out toothy smile to a mere smirk. Most of the time he was just sitting there with his eyes closed. At first I thought “Man this guy has to be on crack! He’s enjoying his lonesome self WAY too much.” There was just something off about him.
It was then that I noticed something horrible! His hands were in his confederate coat, with his backpack on his lap, moving towards his “mid-section area”. He even at one point……never mind, this is a PG rated website. Suffice to say he was feeling himself up.
That’s where my story ends, and where my introspection started! I thought to myself…
What if he was mentally simple?
What if in being simple, his world was really really small?
What keeps me from just busting out in an all out smile on the El?
Here are my thoughts. We all like to feel taken care of, on a very basic level. We like to have food in the fridge, we like to feel well and not sick, we like to feel loved, we like to feel as if someone, somewhere is thinking about us and cares for us. We have all those needs, plus needs that we wish we didn’t have. We wish we didn’t have bills, rent, an ornery teenager to confront when you get home, a leaky faucet your wife has been nagging you to fix, or you just wish you would feel satisfied with yourself, but you don’t because you may be a perfectionist, always SOMETHING to improve on.
Now what if all those went away!! Yeah, what if there were no bills, no nasty comittments, no uncomfortable appointments….Boom! Gone! What if it was just you and your family.
Our ability of satisfaction is deeply connected with our appetite of things we desire. If a man has a big stomach, it will take a big meal to satisfy him, whereas a small stomach requires less. A mansion requires much furnishing and decor for it to feel like it was meant to be, a mansion. You don’t put a studio’s worth of furniture into a mansion.
Are you happy? Do you constantly feel under-par with yourself? Our life appetite just may be too big for us!
Coming back to the stomach analogy, it may not be what food we get to fill our stomach, but where we get the food from. A question of sufficiency! We are beings that have been created for eternity, therefore we may find ourselves with a life appetite that nothing mortal or perishable can satisfy. We are in need of something divine, something eternal, something that will LAST!!
Enter into the sufficiency of Christ!!