where were you when you felt that tug on your heart and heard something or someone speak piercingly though quieter than the faintest breath: ‘there’s more!’?
if so, where is it? the more precise question in the wake of ‘that voice’ is ‘who is it?’.
your wildest and most abundant life begins the instant your response forms an embrace. An embrace of ‘The Whole’.
as a young political refugee from Warsaw, Poland, i knew nothing about life growing up. only this: it’s hard. emotionally tormented by expectation and fiercely insecure, i was a perplexed child few could reach. i found my identity in others, whoever i could be like. all the while, i hid. sad and broken at the constant pain of fear and failure, i couldn’t explain my actions. i was lost and hurt, searching and longing. living a nagging unknown: ‘what’s the purpose?’.
by amazing acts of grace unaware to me, i was not alone. brilliantly in these sufferings my heart grew faint, and soft. sensitive to ‘the more’ that kept stirring and calling.
from where was it coming? who was it that had such a vested interest in my pain? could there be One Who felt what I did? how amazing a thought to think i truly was not alone.
26 years into my life, i heard the 3 words that would forever change my life:
‘you need Jesus.’
the questions and longing, the deep agony, the weariness, the pain. the hope for ‘the more’, the end to dead ends, the silence of storms; the voice, the answer, my life’s purpose…
called.
