What I Am Waiting For

I know I came from nothingness. All of us did. Everything that there is did. In the beginning was the void. And yet, even if I know that I came from nothing, there is a deep desire in me for the fulfillment and plenitude of being. I am waiting to become complete. I desire perfection even as I live in an imperfect world. I know that my natural state is not sickness but the fullness of health. I was given limbs not to be broken but to be useful to move me around. I was given a self with a free will of its own not to be possessed by any other demon or evil spirit. I may have come from nothingness but I will not return to nothingness but await for life everlasting.

But for someone living in darkness, light can be a most painful experience. Coming out of the dark into the light can be a blinding experience. A hungry person desires food but he can choke to death if he gorges himself by eating too much all at once. A thirsty person wants nothing more than water but he can literally drown if he drinks all the water he wants all at once.

In my waiting for perfection and the fullness of life, I can be blinded or be choked to death or be drown if I take all I want all at once. God, in His goodness, joins me in my conditions and shows me the way. If we receive perfection all at once, we will be blown back to pieces into nothingness. We must unfold and become to finally attain the fullness of life. So, God became man, just like me, to show me how to become just like Him and enjoy the plenitude of being.

The Lord heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
~ Psalm 147

Jesus went around to all the towns and villages,
teaching in their synagogues,
proclaiming the Gospel of the Kingdom,
and curing every disease and illness.
At the sight of the crowds, his heart was moved with pity for them
because they were troubled and abandoned,
like sheep without a shepherd.
Then he said to his disciples,
“The harvest is abundant but the laborers are few;
so ask the master of the harvest
to send out laborers for his harvest.”