How Hungry Are We For God
The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. At least, that’s how the saying goes. Personally, I don’t find it to be that way. I’ve never had a huge appetite, and rarely miss food too much when I’m working. In fact, I’m much more likely to complain when there’s too much food on my plate!
That is until I have what I call a ‘hungry day’ – then I’m nearly ready to chew the edge off my desk! Those days are quite rare, but when hunger hits me, it’s like a battering ram. I pace the floor if I can’t get food, and find it almost impossible to concentrate. I must have food, and almost anything will do. Talk about ‘eating like a horse’, I’m more like a goat!
Confession may be good for the soul, but I must admit that it is not only for my own benefit that I am baring my soul… I’m wondering just how hungry we are for God.
Little more than midgets spiritually
There’s something overwhelming about hunger that simply must be satisfied. Of course, mostly in the West we rarely suffer hunger – proper hunger that so many millions live with on a regular basis. Our problem is too often the reverse – a fact that has spawned a huge weight-loss industry helping us fight the flab that we so easily clap on.
If only it worked both ways, but it doesn’t. We may be heavyweights physically, but I fear that we are little more than midgets spiritually.
A perverse result of extreme and prolonged hunger is the listlessness and swollen bellies that we see as the TV reports yet another famine. We watch in horror as crying children try to eke out some sort of existence. Later on, we’ll see them again, lying quietly with too little energy even to brush the flies away from their faces.
Starvation is doing its evil work
I don’t know about you, but it is that terrible passive waiting that really gets to me. “Waiting for what?” I wonder. “Waiting for someone to come and help? Or simply waiting to die?”
The reality is that starvation is doing its evil work. Go hungry for long enough, and you have nothing left to fight with.
But if the TV cameras could see into the spiritual realm, I reckon the news teams would be heading home on the next flight. A glimpse behind the relative affluence in Britain would find millions literally dying for lack of spiritual nourishment.
Our people stumble through life in darkness, unaware of the sin that trips them up and ever more closely entangles them. Young men and women designed to bear the image of their Creator lie in a spiritual stupor, unable to resist even the simplest of temptations.
There is a huge, crying need for the evangelists in our nation to rise up. Anything else would be about as useful as giving those victims of famine gardening tips.
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