We are awash in material things.
We are the super-affluent of the earth.
We are blessed with the most technologically advanced devices and social interfaces.
But we are miserable and bored and in terrible need of real love.
We are spiritually lost and have our heads full of spiritual nonsense and are stuffed with the self.
We live in virtual world connected through social media but are profoundly alone and unknown.
We put ourselves in the highest place and at the center of the universe, and wonder why we are so troubled, out of control, stressed, and alienated from all that is right and true and good.
In other words, we who are hyper-affluent are also spiritually impoverished.
Our aridity of soul, apostasy of spirit, and apathy of heart mark us as a society and as individuals.
What we pride ourselves in, our stubborn independence and argumentativeness, are actually signs of great wickedness.
But we think we’re right about everything, know best, but are utterly blind to our spiritual condition before the Living, Infinite, Perfect Person we call God.
There is a verse in one of the minor prophets of the Old Testament where God allows His people to have the alternative to a relationship with God that they crave but sends them leanness of spirit along with it.
Is that not precisely our condition?
We have so much, but are shriveled within, dissatisfied, always craving more, and insatiable.
We have so much, but are in a frenzy to acquire more, experience more, break boundaries more, and live at a breakneck pace.
It’s become a compulsion, a driving urge, a relentless slave-driver that never lets us rest, be at peace, or stop long enough to open our eyes and understand what’s happened to us.
We are worn out, exhausted of soul, and unable to stop or find an offramp.
And God is waiting, waiting ever so patiently for us to come to the end of our self and stand still.
He is waiting for us to be so sick of the frenzy, the sad isolation, the dryness of soul that we will stop and look up towards Him for a deliverance.
To the empty affluent souls, to people tired of chaos and loveless control, Jesus says these words:
“Come to Me all you who are weary and heavy-laden. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly of heart and you shall find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light.” (Matt. 11:18-20)
Hand control to Him. Let Him pull the weight and the freight.
Walk in tandem with Him, as the weaker animal beside a mighty ox.
Stay close beside Him and take all your directional and speed cues from Him.
Let Him be the leader of your life and it will utterly refresh you and fill you in ways affluence never will.
This is how I escaped the dead-end of affluence, control, and addiction.
This is where I found oceans of life, vitality, and love with my name on them.
The irony is our toxic condition–affluenza–is also our gateway to hitting bottom and surrendering control from a position of powerlessness and enslavement.
And as the years march onwards and as layers of the onion are peeled away and exposed, this is where I return again and again and again for fresh refreshment and re-orientation of soul.
There is a solution!