I find my significance and my worth in Christ. I am completely satisfied.
However, from my own experience, this world does not, they find no worth in themselves. They will never be satisfied by anything this world can offer.
I was just watching Glee (don't ask why) and a guy with, in the worlds view, the perfect body. He had muscles everywhere. He had beach blond hair. And yet he walks up to the mirror, looks at his body and grabs the tiniest bit of fat, and is so disappointed. He is unsatisfied with his body, even though it is 'perfect.'
I also feel as though, because of our insecurities; we try to make ourselves appear flawless, so that everyone else thinks we're perfect. So that we feel perfect. We turn our houses into galleries; spotless and beautiful. We try so hard to look perfect. We try so hard not to slip up in anything, and when we do, we explain it away with some silly excuse; 'Oh, sorry guys, I'm really tired today.' We try so hard to look our best, to impress everyone, but as I already said, it feels fruitless, we will never be satisfied with anything of this world. Not even ourselves.
But ...
I believe we were made to be unsatisfied by everything in this world.
“If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.” - C.S. Lewis
I was made for Heaven.
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