Life is never 100%.
When I was in high school, I thought college would get me there. When I was single, I thought marriage would. When I was childless, I thought a baby was the answer. And as a military spouse, I have often thought the right location would push us over the edge to that magical place of complete bliss.
Don’t get me wrong, all of these things have enhanced my life and brought joy. But with each new milestone achieved, box checked, has also come new challenges, and sometimes disappointments and worst, heartache.
And I can’t help but think that it’s supposed to be this way.
I don’t think we are meant to feel complete here on earth, not because we have a God that is malicious, but it is this incompleteness that keeps us longing. Only, we are supposed to long for the things He longs for.
But if we can get to this place where our incompleteness keeps us striving for the things that matter, I think that’s the closest we can hope to get to 100% this side of heaven.
