In a previous post, I likened my addictions to hot water. Interestingly enough, the longer I stand in a hot shower, the more my body becomes accustomed to the heat, and the less hot water I have available for use.
Eventually the hot water will run out. Addiction is like this for me.
I’m invited to a great feast. The host has laid out everything I could possibly want to eat. I eat till I’m stuffed.
A few hours later, I’m hungry again. I return to the table and eat till I’m full. I feel better. I notice that I ate more this time.
Thirty minutes later I repeat my previous actions, only this time I have to eat even more before I feel satisfied. The food still tastes great, so I’m glad to eat more!
After some time I realize that I can’t get full anymore. I’m always hungry… always eating and never satisfied. But the food still tastes good.
What happened? It’s the same food, same menu, same table.
I look around and see others eating quite happily. They’re having a good time. Some of them look full and satisfied. Why can’t I still enjoy the food and have a good time?
I grab a pile of food and sit in a corner to eat and think. Next to me are seated other eaters with their own piles of food. They’re all skinny even though they’ve clearly been eating copious amounts of food. I notice I’m skinny, too.
I look around the room, peering into the darker corners of the great hall. I see men and women of all ages. They each sit alone, isolated and emaciated. They look horrible. They look miserable, but they’re still eating.
I’m still hungry but I can’t get enough food.
I get up to inquire about the food. Something must be wrong with it.
The host must have noticed my concerned expression because suddenly he’s at my side.
“What can I do for you?” he asks.
“The food isn’t filling anymore. Something’s wrong with it,” I reported.
“Oh, is that so? You’re probably thirsty. What you need is something to drink.”
“Of course! I must be thirsty. I am thirsty!”
“Here, let me show you to our open bar. You may have water if you like, but the drinks are much more satisfying…”
Over the past twenty years I’ve learned the truth. I learned it the hard way, but now I know. Now I know where to find real food for my soul—not the counterfeit stuff that the world offers me.
Jesus Christ had this to say about the water offered by the world:
“Whosoever drinketh of this water shall thirst again. But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.
“I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.”
I now enjoy more peace than ever before. My soul finds satisfaction and health from my Higher Power daily. He is the bread and water of life for my soul, and when I partake, I am filled with His Spirit.