Are You Satisfied?

I’m not.  Satisfaction is temporary.  When you get hungry for dinner, you eat something.  You fill your stomach and you are satisfied, for a few hours.  Eventually, the hunger comes back and you need more.  It’s never ending.  We’ve done it our entire lives:  eat, get our fill, be satisfied, repeat.

I have come to this place in my life, I’m full but I’m not satisfied.”  That statement is the opening line from the song In Over My Head by Jenn Johnson.  Since the first time I heard it, my heart connected with it.  Here’s the first verse:

I have come to this place in my life,

I’m full but I’ve not satisfied

this longing to have more of You.

I can feel it my heart is convinced,

I’m thirsty my soul can’t be quenched.

You already know this but still

Come and do whatever You want to

I don’t ever want to be satisfied.  I am full.  God has filled me, with His grace and mercy, showering His love on me, forgiving me, and covering me with His presence.  But, I’m not satisfied.  It’s not enough.  I want more.  I can’t get enough.  I don’t ever want just enough.  I don’t ever want to be just satisfied with God.  I have a thirst in my soul can’t be quenched.

What about you?  Are you satisfied with your relationship with Christ?  Have you reached the point where you are good with where you are?  Comfortable?  Got your fill?  Check the box, did your part?  Not hungry anymore?  Other things taste better?

I certainly hope not.  God has so much more for you.  He has created you to be in relationship with Him, to yield to Him, to be in relationship with others and impact their lives.  He wants you to experience Him in a way that forever changes you, your heart, and those around you.  I had one such moment.

When I was 8 or 9 years old, an itinerant preacher and friend of the church came one Sunday morning to share a message.  He was a prophetic man.  His name was Lattie McDonough.

I don’t recall exactly how it happened, but my entire family ended up in front of the church, facing the stage with Lattie in front of us.  He began to prophesy over my family.  I don’t recall what he said to all of us, but I recall a couple points.  He looked at my younger brother and said something like, “Why do I think of dirt when I look at you?”

Of course, the entire church started laughing.  But, it was also very extraordinary and many who were present knew why.  My brother loved farming and everything about it.  That was clear.  My grandfather was a farmer, my mother was raised on a farm.  We often spent time at the farm, playing on the equipment and riding along with grandpa in the fields.  So, when Lattie asked the question, it sparked something in me.  How did he know this?  How could he know this?

The laughter was temporary, and as he continued to prophesy over Brad, I erupted in tears.   I had never experienced this before.  I began to feel the heart of God as He was speaking over my brother, but it wasn’t just for my brother.  He was sharing His love to all who were listening.  As I began weeping, Lattie turned to me, apparently interrupting what he was saying to my brother.  “Yes, weep on my child,” he said, “For your tears will save souls!”.  That was my first prophetic word.

Now, 30 years later, I am convinced that was the moment I was changed.  I had experienced God’s heart and His goodness.  He deposited something in me.  It was His heart and an insatiable desire for Him.  God had cemented His call on my life to be His son, for Him to be my father, and for me to impact the lives of others.

That desire causes me to run after Him, and to seek Him with my whole heart.  I am willing to yield all of me, all of me, to Him.  It tugs on my heart to obey Him and His word.  He certainly doesn’t relent.  He wants all of me.  He wants all of you.

He feeds and fills each and every part of me, just as I need it.  But that won’t be enough.  He’s changing me, glory to glory, and I will never be satisfied with where I am at.  There is always more.

I must have more of Him.

Jeff Hughes
Connect Group Ministry Leader

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