I’ve looked everywhere. Seeking all things that will make me whole.
The pieces, they come, they fill me in.
I’ve become more and more.
I’ve overcome more and more.
I reject the no’s more and more.
I walk more and more, yet I still need MORE.
Because I am still broken.
The more I become the less I am.
I realize the futility, the hopelessness.
There is no more, the more is Jesus.
He fills in the spaces, and regardless of what we do, it is never enough.
Only when we see ourselves through him, do we know all of it is done. Our steps are ordered. He has won, and we too have won through him. It is Finished.
With Jesus, it is enough. Even through-
Rejection/Approval
Curses/Affirmation
Poverty/Wealth
Ignorance/Wisdom
They are dust at the feet of a king.
We make idols out of them and determine our paths with them.
Yet HE alone determines a path.
Meanwhile, we stay distracted and entwined in nonsense.
More and more, seeking more and more.
The perfect time.
Put it down. It’s not what you do, who you are, or anything about you. You can’t fail and you CAN NOT WIN. It is futile. It’s all Jesus.
So surrender, do what he asks, and remember this: there is no perfect time, or perfect you.
“Farmers who wait for the perfect weather never plant. If they watch every cloud, they never harvest.” Ecc 11:4
