Divine Disillusionment

Monday Devotion

“My soul finds rest in God alone.”

Psalm 62:1

Dave and Dina Horne have an adorable five-year-old daughter named Emma. I was speaking at their church one Sunday, and Emma, along with about twenty other kids in the children’s choir, started off the service.

Between the two services, I saw Emma lining up to sing for the second service. “You were fantastic, Emma!” I said. “You guys sounded like stars!”

Emma smiled, and without missing a beat, she asked me, “Are you gonna hear the second service too?”

Something in the human heart virtually guarantees that we can never be noticed enough. It’s a lust every bit as strong and every bit as destructive as sexual lust—only this lust doesn’t wait until adolescence to awaken. We’re born with this one, and most of us will die with it.

When it’s all about me, I can never be noticed enough, appreciated enough, thanked enough, or complimented sufficiently.