I’ve always been an admirer of great music. Growing up in the ’80s and ’90s—a time when grunge and alternative music were roaring with nihilistic undertones—my father pointed me toward music from his era: artists like Gordon Lightfoot, Jim Croce, James Taylor, and America. That’s where I planted my musical roots and, as a result, that’s the style that has stuck with me most over the years.
However, I’ll never forget being a kid and hearing U2’s I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For for the first time. Against a backdrop of sparkling guitar lines, lead singer Bono bleakly confesses:
I have climbed highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for
His statement is so emblematic of our culture at large: always seeking, never finding; obsessed with meaning, and yet bereft of it; possessed with restlessness—that ineffable ailment that arose as a condition of Adam’s sin. The world seems puzzled by it, but the Scriptures have always clearly indicated its origin. Moses, cautioning the Israelites not to turn from the Word of the Lord, spoke of the spiritual disquiet that would result: “In the morning you shall say, ‘If only it were evening!’ and at evening you shall say, ‘If only it were morning!’ because of the dread that your heart shall feel…” (Deut. 28:67).
Augustine, that great theologian of the fourth century, rightly noted in his Confessions: “You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they rest in You.” We can only find rest, fulfillment, joy, peace, and purpose in the One we were created for—Jesus. He alone is capable of putting at ease the fatigue of our souls. As He said in Matthew 11:29: “Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.”
Take a moment today to thank God that you’ve found what you were looking for in Jesus.