Our woes began when God was forced out of His central shrine and things were allowed to enter. Within the human heart things have taken over. Men have now by nature no peace within their hearts, for God is crowned there no longer, but there in the moral dusk, stubborn and aggressive usurpers fight among themselves for first place on the throne. There is within the human heart a tough, fibrous root of fallen life whose nature is to possess, always to possess. It covets things with a deep and fierce passion. The pronouns my and mine look innocent enough in print, but their constant and universal use is significant. — AW Tozer, Pursuit of God
When Jesus declared “blessed are the poor in spirit” the ever-acquiring world laughed. And until the insatiable world realizes that it is ill-satisfied and never-full, it will assuredly continue its fruitless gorge. A spirit of insatiability pervades our culture. From the moment we awake to the moment we restlessly drift to sleep, our focus is upon “what’s in it for me” today. When was the last time we spent a day in true offering? When was the last time we didn’t expect a return? The mockery is ultimately not upon Jesus, nor the meek, but upon the self-seeking. The moment greed is reared within us half the world is starved and the other half is always ravished for more.
What’s needed are simpler hearts, simpler times, simpler pursuits, simpler longings. What’s needed is a joy for what God has made, what God has planned, what God has provided, what God has willed. The moment that altruistic simplicity springs from within us half the world is filled and the other half finds fulfillment.
Though insatiable tendencies would market otherwise, the ordination of simplicity makes a mockery of the ever-acquiring world.