When we see Kevin’s parents, our kids enjoy days full of adventure; exploring in the woods, driving motorized mini jeeps, building forts of real wood, hunting for turtles and lizards, going on ranger rides, and taking hikes. Not only do we enjoy adventure, but the beauty of nature, and my mother-in-law’s wonderful cooking.
By the time we are in the car on our way home, our bellies are full, our hearts are full, our legs are tired, and our imaginations expanded.
In this place, I looked back and Evan’s eyes were fighting the sleep that was seducing him. I reached out to hold his hand, and we were caught in a gaze together, and that’s when he asked, “Can I have some friends?”
I had to turn my face from laughter, and my giggles almost immediately turned to tears when I answered him and said, “I can’t give you friends, but I’ll be your friend.”
Hasn’t this happened to each of us? We experience some aspect of life in a measure so full, and then find ourselves wanting even more. The fullness only whet our appetite for more.
More what? At times, our own hearts cannot put words to what it is we want. Yet, my three year old was able to articulate his heart.
This is exactly how we come to Jesus. We look at Him and ask for Him to fill our bellies, to give us adventure, to give us aesthetic pleasure, and He says, “You can have me, that appetite that seems unquenchable, it’s for me; and I satisfy.”