Have you ever had a moment where you stop, look around, and think "what the heck am I doing?" That happens to me more than I'd like to admit (i.e. singing like a fool at stoplights, dancing in public, and anytime I'm in front of a camera), but sometimes those moments are more meaningful than others.
Lately, I've been swing on a mad pendulum between extreme, all-consuming contentment and "what the heck am I doing?". During those peaceful moments, my satisfaction with my life is almost consuming, taking root in my soul and quenching my desire to do...just about anything really. A good book, a nice day, time with family friends, comfortable silence, pride in a job well done - there's any number of things that bring this on for me. Then, sometimes only an hour later, I take stock of what I'm doing and where I'm going and how far along I am, and it's the complete opposite - a gnawing, parasitic need for something sets in and I'm done. I don't always even know what I'm looking for, but it's just more...or different...or elsewhere. The best way I can describe it is "else".
I'm not sure what this says about me (except maybe that I could be prone to bipolar disorder) or if this applies to anyone else, but for now, I'm trying to find a bridge to get from "else" to satisfaction. Maybe some magical switch that changes my clawing desire to sated bliss. I'm sure there's grace for this - I don't think God ever intended for his people to be permanently in either state. I think at our best we are both fulfilled and searching, but I'm hoping for a less tumultuous (and less frequent) pendulum swing.