Now, of course, my rational mind knows that God is more than enough. The very thing I’m searching for – love, fun, friendship, companionship, people to do life with, God gives to me 24/7, in ways seen and unseen. I know this. I’m sure of it.
When someone disappoints me, God is there following through on every promise.
When someone disappears from my life with or without explanation, God is at my very side.
When my heart is broken, Jesus himself whispers, “I love you,” in my ear while catching my tears in a bottle.
God is more than enough and more than present – he’s in it with me. But my sorrow distorts what I can see.
Why do I want these relationships so much? Something so substandard to what God reliably delivers.
It is better to love God – who always responds, never fails, never misses, and loves me completely and perfectly. It is better to want God more than anyone. I know this.
Why do I even want anyone else?
Isn’t the desire for relationships built into my DNA? We’re made to connect with others. When I remember Genesis and the creation of man, I immediately think of God creating a companion for Adam, Eve. But there was a relationship that pre-dated theirs.
Before Eve, it was just Adam and God in bountiful Eden. Adam had a purpose, tend the garden, and an immediate companion, God.
At some point, God decided that Adam needed a companion that was “comparable” to him. Comparable meaning, equal. Someone on his level. And we know God was not that, not even in the slightest. God was and is higher.
God put the desire for a companion in Adam’s heart by allowing him to notice that the animals were in pairs. So, the desire itself is natural and intentional.
God did create a comparable companion for Adam in Eve. But that was after God and Adam had their own relationship. God created animals and Eve, at least in part, to add to what Adam already had, which was purpose and a relationship with God.
But what does that say about whether God is enough? Is just having God not meant to be enough? Or is something else at play here? This is where my deep thoughts take me, down a rabbit hole of infinite depths.
I made it out the other end with an answer, but not the insight to accompany it. In other words, I have the answer, but I don’t know why it is the answer.