Blog 1242 – 01.20.2019
Holy Discontent, Never Enough
I love singing this song and am aware that the lady in the movie The Greatest Showman who plays Jenny Lind sings if far better without me but I never claimed to be a great singer, just a joyful noise maker, a mockingbird, I hope. I have broached this subject, Never Enough, more than once which is appropriate considering that my subject today is Holy Discontent. You see, I do not believe that God, the Great I Am, just sat down and rested after six literal days or even six epochs of undetermined length and said, “That’s it, that’s enough, it is all yours now, run with it” as some do. But, I believe that you, me, we are but extension of the Divine Creative Power that ever seeks to see, to do, and to be more and more.
In the wonderful Christian song, made famous by, George Beverly Shea, singer soloist for the Billy Graham’s Crusades, called the Love Of God, after the moving verses and chorus, he voices, “Out there beyond the horizon, there’s more, there’s more.” Here is a bit more of the song to whet your appetite, I hope, so that you will want to hear it all. Goggle it, “The Love Of God, the song.”
“Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
Oh, love of God how rich and pure
How measureless and strong
It shall forever more endure
The saints and angels song.
There is to me a certain taint to the saint who is satisfied. I prefer the explorer, the scientist, always checking out new routes and testing and retested both old and new theories. We exist so that He/She/We, God, the Universe, can live, and breath, and move in us. That is how I picture God, also my highest best self, always seeking to experience more. Even billions of lives are not enough to satisfy that eternal quest to be and to experience the all in all, the very best. I call it, Divine Discontent, or Never, Ever Enough.
Your friend and fellow traveler,