I am struck by how many people, when I describe the conditions in which we’ll be living in, respond, without sarcasm, “That sounds great.” One friend even said, “That’s like, my dream house.” Solar power, screens which will act as air conditioning, living off the land.
It’s interesting to me, this movement, the longing for simplicity. I marvel at people who build 12 foot-square houses and live by firelight. Returning to the natural, organic, living off the Earth and what she offers, tossing the TV; this returning to Eden.
We are an over-medicated, over-stimulated, too-many-choices-given generation. And we’re not happy. In fact, some might say that everything’s amazing, and nobody’s happy.
I think technology is a gift, truly. You wouldn’t be here, reader, if it weren’t for technology. I love the fact that I’ll still “see” family and friends when living in the jungle. These days you can click a button and get answers to just about anything. It’s amazing. But, there are still longings that go unanswered, leaving holes. These God-shaped voids. We try, we strain to fill them with things that simply cannot fit.
I think those crazy people living in the woods in their tiny house may be on to something, ridding their lives of unneeded distractions; redefining the word “need.” They’re trying to find Eden again, the paradise that God intended for us.
You see, Adam and Eve made a mess of God’s pure and perfect intentions for them. They wanted more, unsatisfied in what He had to give, taking fruit which wasn’t theirs to have, but only God’s to give. And here and now we find ourselves in the same situation, constantly wanting more. We wait for the next latest and greatest thing to come out and we think, perhaps subconsciously, this surely will be the thing that keeps me happy. And it doesn’t. And it can’t; it isn’t meant to. So we find a generation with more choices and possibilities than ever before and yet sadness still lingers.
Again, more and more I am seeing this movement of people wanting to rid their lives of unnecessary things. I don’t think tossing your TV makes you holy; but I think the purifying pursuit of something deeper is freeing. I have seen this freedom as we’ve said goodbye to furniture and cars. And soon enough, whether we’re ready or not, the TV will go, along with air conditioning and regular electricity. I am anxious to discover the secret Paul writes of. Can I really do it? In Christ alone.
So we wait for Eden’s restoration and in the meantime we keep searching for Him who fills all voids.