The other day I was standing
around watching cows eating grass. As you do. They seemed contented enough,
munching away on the green stuff. What more could a herd of cows want? I mean,
so far as we can tell, cows don’t bother their heads with questions like, ‘why
do we exist?’ or ‘what’s the purpose of life?’ Never mind that malarkey. All cows
seem to want is a meadow full of lush green grass to graze.
Human beings are different. We
don’t simply live to eat. Hopefully. We seek a sense of meaning and purpose in
life. Children are for ever asking their parents, ‘where are we going?’ and
‘why is this, that, and the other?’ Our curiosity about the world has driven
philosophers to ponder the meaning of life and scientists to explore the
wonders of nature.
Yet this quest for meaning and
purpose can often seem frustrating. Gonzo journalist Hunter S. Thompson sighed,
“All my life I have sought something I cannot name.” Some people try and find
meaning in life by seeking fame and fortune. Few find those things. Those who
do are often left feeling empty and disappointed by what they have achieved.
Witness the messed up lives of many pop stars.
Others throw themselves into
education, work, their hobbies, or what have you. Such things are good in
themselves, but they cannot give us what we seek. There is something about
human beings that longs for something bigger than anything this world can offer.
The Christian thinker
Augustine of Hippo put his finger on it. He prayed to God, “You have made us
for yourself, and our hearts and restless until they find rest in you.” Don’t
spend all your life seeking something you cannot name. God has reached out to
us through the One who came to give rest to our restless hearts. His name is
Jesus.
* For a variery of local rags & mags: White Horse News, Trinity Parish Magazine, News & Views, Market Lavington & Easterton News.
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