So you found out you’re human? “Normal” has come back to haunt you and you thought you’d never see it again.
I’d tell you to suck it up and quit whining but since I’m talking to myself, it seems kind of pointless.
Why do we seek God, or feel like we’re finding God in the emotional highs of conferences, worship nights, church services or mission trips? There’s always the let down. We thought we had a handle on things, that we had gained a better perspective, a cleaner heart, a mind that could understand, an improved me. But then life comes back in and proves us unfaithful, shines the spotlight on how weak, how inadequate we are.
I’m going through that right now. I’m home from Nicaragua after seeing and experiencing God in so many tangible ways. But, I’m still just me. I still can’t be a pastor, my business is still failing, my family still has the same issues. I still work in a factory.
But, that is not what defines me.
We need the highs, not as an addict needs a buzz, more like an inventor needs a lightning bolt, more like a good night’s sleep, more like a kiss from the person you love the most.
Maybe you’re like me. The voices calling you failure, the evidence that weighs against you, the darkness that seems to cover you make you believe that that is who you are, the limits you must accept.
God would tell you, tell me something else. Not that we can experience highs all the time but that we are more than our humanity, more than our weakness. He would have us know that He is more also, more than we can possibly imagine.
The let down just reminds us that we can never get too much of Him.