Looking For God
This week I found a provocative quote by G.
K. Chesterton. “Every man who knocks on the door of a brothel is
looking for God.”
Likewise, I suspect that every woman living
there is waiting for God to walk through the door and redeem
her.
St. Augustine wrote about the restless
longing that propels us into God’s arms: “Our hearts are
restless Lord until they rest in thee.” This is true even when
our pursuit appears devoid of holiness. In every man’s heart is
an unquenchable yearning for God, but we don’t always recognize
it as such. We think that we want success, fulfillment, peace,
love, and happiness.
Sin always promises to give them to us. It
never does. Like Botox, it promises we will feel and look our
best, but over time it numbs our smile until we look ridiculous
to everyone but ourselves.
When we finally discover that the world is
mostly fleeting rainbows with no pots of gold, then we are ready
to pursue God who has been watching and waiting for us all
along.
In an interview with Relevant Magazine in
2017, comedian and actor Russell Brand said that whenever we
want “more,” it is an expression of our desire for God. “Crack
houses and these dens of suffering and illicit activity, they’re
all people trying to feel good, trying to feel connected. People
are trying to escape. People are trying to get out of their own
heads. To me, this is a spiritual impetus.”
I understand what St. Augustine and
Russell Brand are saying, not because I’ve knocked on a brothel
door (or lived in one,) but because I often long for
more.
If
I only had more time… If I just lost more weight… If I prayed
more, had more faith, memorized more scripture…
And I’m not even sure what follows the
dot-dot-dot.
Every
follower of Jesus faces it from time to time, the deep longing
that numbs our peace and gives us the “zoomies” like my cat
after I give her tuna treats.
So why doesn’t God swoop in and fill our
lives with
more?
Because those places are supposed to be
empty. Our longing is supposed to be a permanent part of the
human experience. God wants His children to be a little hungry,
a little lonely on the best of days so they will always turn
their attention to Him in pursuit of
more.
Author Brennan Manning wrote, “From the first
moment of our existence our most powerful yearning is to fulfill
the original purpose of our lives—‘to see Him more clearly, love
Him more dearly, follow Him more nearly.’ We are made for God
and nothing less will really satisfy us.”
One of my
friends is in early drug recovery. Last week she found out her
sister has relapsed on herion. Her judgments were harsh; her
words were vicious.
I found myself wondering about G. K.
Chesterton’s words. If every man who knocks on a brothel door is
looking for God, so is every addict who knocks on the dealer’s
door. And every alcoholic who heads off to the tavern for “just
one drink.” And every morbidly obese person who pushes through
the swinging door of a bakery. They are all looking for
more.
None of them will find it where they are
looking.
But perhaps they need to try just one more
time because every failed attempt propels them closer to
recognizing their empty places—closer to God who is present in
those voids.
He is
always waiting and watching, ready to redeem even His most
recalcitrant child.