When I was young... very, very young, Bonded Oil Company had giveaways when you purchased your automobile gas from them. In one campaign, they were giving away a frosted water pitcher and matching frosted glass tumblers. The theme to this unique gift was Famous Ohio Indians depicted in full color on the side of each tumbler and a medicine man dancing on the side of the water pitcher. My parents acquired the water pitcher and two of the tumblers and my mother managed to hang on to them over the years and through several moves. These three items use to sit in the top of her glass-door hutch and I was always fascinated by them for some unknown reason.
One day, as an adult with a family of my own, I was visiting her as she was cleaning the hutch and was surprised when she offered to let me take the glassware off her hands. We wrapped each item carefully in newspaper, placed them in a brown paper sack and I happily carried them home. Not long after that, I began a search on the Internet and the library to see what information I could come up with on this collectible set and was amazed to find out that the two lone tumblers I proudly possessed were just a small part of eight tumblers in all. Thus my search began.
I would go to every flea market I could find, both indoors and out. I'd track down the local "junk" shops and antique stores in any city, town or village I came across and I'd stop suddenly at any small yard sale along my daily travels and commutes. I scanned Ebay daily. I was a man on a mission. I had a goal to reach. My little set of glassware .. and I myself.. was incomplete with even one tumbler missing from the set. My diligence was strong and my eyes were keen as I managed to quickly scan yard sale table after table and antique shelf after shelf. In doing so, I managed to gather up over the past few years all of the other tumblers to my set.... except one.
An empty spot resides in my own hutch. This tall colorful water pitcher is surrounded by four beautiful tumblers on the left but only three on the right. Yes, it is sad to say, but Chief Little Turtle is missing. Oh, I have not given up my quest. I still stop at the flea markets, junk shops and yard sales. I still do at least a weekly search on Ebay. I hunt with an eager heart. I thirst for the search. I hunger for this one lone tumbler and I play in my mind the loud "WHOA!" that I know will emanate from my lips when I suddenly come upon him. I will seek him out. I will find him. I will have him.
I am sure some of you can relate well to the story I just told. No matter what item it is that you collect, you hunger to find that one last item to add. Maybe like me, you find yourself obsessed in finding that one single elusive part of your collection. Maybe you too, find yourself on a mission.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we had that same kind of drive and Spiritual desire to seek after God? I want a "Hunting Heart", a heart that longs to search for Him in every aspect of my life, to seek Him out, to find Him, to have Him. Psalm 63:1 says; "O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water." That's the type of daily quest we all should be on. There will always be something missing, a void felt, until we can develop a true hunting heart towards God in everything we do. Every day we face issues of all sorts. From lost keys to lost jobs to lost children and other loved ones. A hunting heart seeks God in every aspect of their life, for nothing is too great nor too small. I encourage you to earnestly seek after God in all things, to thirst for him and to long for him with a Hunting Heart.
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