Breaking

"Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ."-Philippians 3:8

All things, Lord? I know that He's worth it, but it's times like this that I wonder what it will take for me to really believe it. To really believe that losing it all is gaining it all. 

Our hearts yearn for permanence. Man wasn't made to lose. We were made to have Christ, and only Christ, for all eternity. But then we got hungry and it all went downhill. We thought that something else would fill us up better than He could, and we swallowed poison. 

I recently got a job at a coffee shop. Now, I'd never had coffee before, and never really wanted it until I started tasted it. And yet, I'm beginning to crave it. 

Maybe sin isn't really that tasty, just addictive. 

So we drink our fill but we're never really full. Slowly we become so used to the taste that we don't notice anymore how much it hurts us. How much it hurts Him. 

But then our eyes are opened, or so we think. "All we need is You, Lord!" we sing. Then we begin to lose. 

We lose our comfort. We lose our friends. We lose things so near and dear that it feels like losing an organ. We ask why. We beg and plead for Him to ease the pain. We forget that He didn't make us for all this stuff, even good stuff like people. He made us for Him.

We're losing what we were never really meant to hold on to.  

Breaking hearts, breaking addictions, it all hurts. 

Breaking free of sin, breaking into a new life with Him, it will heal the scars left behind.  

We are far too easily pleased. Don't settle for sand castles when you can have eternal treasure.