"Whatever satisfies the soul is truth."
"No, it isn't." I thought. We look toward lots of things to satisfy our soul, but there's only one Truth. And then I backpeddled. There's only one thing that can satisfy our souls, and that thing isn't a thing. The only One who can satisfy our soul is the One who created it. So yes. Whatever satisfies the soul is truth. He is the only true satisfier. He is the only truth.
I started thinking about a quote that was in one of my math books in college,
"Have you ever wondered how we come to know truth? Most college students
would agree that finding out what is true about the world, ourselves,
and others constitutes a very important activity. A little reflection
reveals that much of our time is spent in precisely this way. If we are
studying geography, we want to know what is true about the
geography of a particular region. Is the region mountainous or flat,
agricultural or industrial? If our interest is in studying human
beings, we want to know what is true about humans. Do we truly possess a spiritual nature, or are we truly
reducible solely to atoms and molecules, as the reductionists Would
have it? How do humans think? What happens in the body to produce a
sensation or a movement? When I get angry is it true that there is a unique underlying physiological pattern? What is the pattern? Is my true purpose in life to become a teacher? Is it true that
animals think? We could go on indefinitely with examples because so
much of our lives is spent seeking and acquiring truth." - Understanding Statistics in the Behavioral Sciences [I have no idea what edition it was, but hey, this was from 6.5 years ago]
Did you catch that last sentence? "So much of our lives is spent seeking and acquiring truth."
In other words, if you combine the thought process of good old Walt and the person who wrote that math book, so much of our lives is spent searching for the One who satisfies the soul.
It makes me wonder how many ways and how much time I have spent searching for something else to fill myself. Trying to make something else my truth.
I think I so often get caught up in what I have going on in my life that I tend to neglect what Who is most important.
Right now, my church is doing a series on faith and work, which could not have come a better time. It was fitting that when I was looking for this quote, I skimmed across a few things I wrote around the time I moved to start grad school. The summer prior to my move, I worked my last of five summers at a summer camp, and it was the 3rd summer with the same class. To say I had become attached is an understatement. One of the things I wrote was, "I'd venture to say that being a friend to a child is one of the best,
hardest, most fun, sweetest things in life. And this is one of the many
reasons I want to be a school counselor."
I about cried reading that. My job is hard. It's so hard. It's weighty, it's exhausting. It entails so many things beyond my comfort zone, beyond my knowledge base, beyond my experience. It stretches me in ways I couldn't have imagined when I wrote that three years ago. And still, I would venture to say that being a friend to a child is one of the best, hardest, most fun, sweetest things in life and that it is the best part of being a school counselor.