I had been a Christ-follower for almost twenty years. I went to church regularly, tithed, served, read my devotions each day, taught a Bible study, and pretty much had my religious act together.
Problem was…I was bored out of my mind. Empty. Most of the time my service felt like an obligation. A burden. I had no idea what joy or peace felt like.
I knew about God, but He felt like a distant cousin I only saw on Christmas and Easter.
I knew His Word , but they felt like dry words on a page and not the Living Word the Bible says it is.
I didn’t talk about it for a couple of reasons:
- People thought I had my stuff together . What would they say if they knew I was telling them stuff I wasn’t sure I believed myself? Would I make them stumble?
- I figured I was just doing it all wrong. It was my fault somehow and I just needed to work harder, pray harder, go to more Beth Moore Bible studies, attend more conferences, and serve in more areas and THEN my life would be fulfilling.
After another agonizing year of boredom, I did start talking. I started asking people, “Is this it? Is this all?” And, I started making my requests known to God, cause that’s what the Bible tells you to do.
I fell apart. People starting thinking I was kinda weird and maybe didn’t have it all together. And, I felt some strange leadings in my heart I never felt before.
I thought they were indigestion, at first. Then I wondered if I really going Jesus coo-coo. And then, I thought I might actually be hearing from God.
WHAT?! God still speaks? NO way.
I thought that kind of thing was just for first century Palestine?
I mean, I had felt urges before, to pray for someone, or to call them to give them a little encouragement. But this…this was just weird.
It was like God was whispering something into the core of my being. It was still vague and fuzzy, but it stirred something in me I didn’t even know existed.
After another year of searching and seeking and asking and knocking (again, that’s what the Bible says to do), I heard THAT voice. I doubt anyone else would have heard it. But, it was as real to me as if someone in the room had spoken. Plain as day, it said,
THERE IS MORE.
Right after that, I read the verses that would forever change me. I had read them dozens of times before, but it was only after that word from the Lord the meaning made it’s way into my understanding.
“Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.” Ephesians 3:20-21
Far more abundantly…
I can imagine a lot.
And that’s when I knew. There was more to this walk with Jesus. Much more. I also knew that somehow, someway I was going to have it. If there was indeed more to God than I had experienced, and much more than I could dream up, then I wanted it.
Bring it on.
This pursuit of more has cost me everything. Sometimes it’s left me in absolute despair. Made me die to all of my selfish ambitions, regardless how noble they were.
“I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” Galatians 2:20
And God has given me true life, real, abundant, and joy-filled more than I could have asked or imagined.
It looks nothing like I thought it would. It’s very different, but oh-so-much better than I could have dreamed on my own.
I am so not saying that I’ve arrived at “more” and hang out there. Nope…
There is a war within me that rages. I find too often that the very thing I want to do is the very thing I don’t. Yet…
I know more of “more” than I did thirteen years ago. And, thirteen years from now, I know that I know that I know, I will experience even more of “more” than I do now.
That’s the promise.
Salvation is a free gift – yours for the taking.
Knowing the fullness and abundance of Jesus Christ – will cost you everything.
I believe there are a lot of people out there right now asking the question, “Is there more?” I think it could be more people asking that question than ever before in history.
Yes. Yes. Yes. There is more.
I’ll talk about it in practical ways in the next post.
((Just so you’re not left hanging too much… The first step is to ASK for more of Him. Yep. It’s that easy.))