There once was a person named Christian who was a follower of the Way. Christian lived amongst the others. He worked the fields and his hard labor produced much fruit. He would sit in the family barn and eat from the harvest until he was full, yet he still was not satisfied. His hunger pangs beckoned him to find more. Knowing that his neighbor had an even bigger crop, he waited until dark, then he snuck into his neighbor’s field and plucked some fruit from the vine. The fruit looked succulent and perfect. Christian was sure that this fruit would satisfy him. He took a bite, and spat it out at once. The shiny, delicious looking fruit’s pulp was dull and lacked depth.
Unimpressed, Christian continued his search for satisfaction. He thought he saw it go around the corner. Christian continued his pursuit until he went home overly fatigued and frustrated. As bedtime approached and Christian laid his head on his pillow, he cried out to God in anguish. Why could he not be fulfilled with his own harvest? Why could he not be content with his neighbor’s harvest? God told Christian that contentment came in God----not in the temporary joys.
Christian is all of us----a Christian that is often looking for the next best thing. Christian did not find peace in what he already had. Christian did not find peace in what the neighbors had. Christian searched relentlessly and the answer was right there. God has never moved; we are just too busy chasing our tails to see His work before us.