We Never Acquire What We Desire

Maybe I've finally understood it today, the reason why our passions seem so far removed from us. Maybe I see now why those things we desire the most are really the last things we will ever achieve. 
I don't know if you've ever wondered why those things you do like drinking, or smoking, or being stupid always leave you wanting more of something... like it didn't really do its job? Or even in the secret when your looking at porn, or cutting, or just being stupid... again. I hope we've all realized at least some degree of this emptiness and longing for something more. Because if we ignore it then we're just telling ourselves that we're satisfied with who we are, where we are and what we're doing. And shouldn't we all be seeking to better ourselves, to overcome those things that remain in our path blocking our way to peace and joy. You know what I'm talking about. You know the irritating addiction of never having enough...
We go through each day trying to find something new in our experiences. We try to find something more exciting or more interesting and then we just... don't. We might find it for a split second but then as soon as the moment ends we're left more desperate than we were when we started. What the Heck? Right? Shouldn't these new things just bring us new happiness... just more fun? Shouldn't it be revitalizing? Then why the heck does it leave us left for dead? Why do we feel like crap, used and abused? Well I can only think of one reason...
I guess it all goes back to God, as all things that I write seem to do. In God all the answers seem to rest and seem to remain. We will never reach what we want unless we first reach for Christ. Through Him all things are made whole and satisfying and worthwhile. When we seek His values and his ways then all of a sudden our lives seem to take on the shape of purpose and meaning. We find a reason to live and to do the things we do. Some things are weeded out, somethings are given standards and somethings are given more value. But after it's all said and done, He is the End All Be All. He is our Purpose...

-Consumed

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