On a recommendation from a friend, I was recently able to got a copy of the daily devotional book, Thoughts from the Diary of a Desperate Man.
In its introduction, the author writes that he grew up in the best family one could wish for: peace and happiness, love and prosperity. Yet, for all their goodness, his parents were not Christians. And as he began to strike out on his own, he found a void within himself that those earlier adjectives just couldn’t fill. You know where the story is going… But my intention is not to paraphrase his autobiography; my point is this: how can all that goodness result in what a man calls desperate?
Isn’t desperate at the end of the rope? Who with a hundred million dollars in the bank begins to worry if they will be able to afford retirement?
No, the author understood something deeper here.
Stockholm syndrome is the phenomenon when a captive begins to have positive feelings toward their captor. In other words, what we see is a complete reversal of the truth, or of how things should be. Similarly, both a Christian or a non-Christian can experience a type of positive feelings living a life outside of what is pleasing to Christ.
But we as humans were built. We were designed by a Creator, and it is not audacious to say that we were loved enough to be the object of his affection. This is not our doing. It’s his!
In this same way, we can purport peace and happiness and love and prosperity, but if we do apart from God, what’s the point? It’s ultimately only temporary for a few decades on this Earth.
This is what the author was getting at. There is a deep truth within us all, and we can either decide to follow it where it leads, or we can ignore it and take the easy route. Inside of us, we are all a desperate man in need of savior. The good new is…
that savior agrees.