But back to the tea etc. I don’t think I have to tell you that even if it were entirely possible to have such uninterrupted pleasures without costs, after a few days I would be sick of it. I would probably never want to watch another movie ever again. And over the past couple weeks as I’ve asked people the same question: “What would you do if you could -name your pleasure- as much as you wanted?” I found that they all readily said: “I’d get tired of it.”
So there you have it, the simple answer for why sensible people don’t spend their lives trying to seek constant pleasure. They know it won’t make them ultimately happy. But so many things come to mind at this point. You might be asking: What about the people who do spend their lives, their resources seeking to gratify themselves? If simple pleasures can never fill us what can? Doesn’t God want us to be happy?
Romans 1:25 says They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and served the creature rather than the creator… it goes on to say in verse 28: Furthermore, since they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, he gave them over to a depraved mind, to do what ought not to be done. God got tired of us endlessly putting things in front of him and “gave us over” to them to show us how life is without Him as part of the picture: empty. We aren’t all wrong in enjoying the good stuff out there, God created it for us to enjoy, then to in turn give Him the glory for His creation. For example, you might’ve noticed, I love horses. I love everything about them: the sweet smell of their fur, their utterly elegant shape and movement, their vibrant colors, the way they test and probe to outwit you… or try to. Anyway: knowing, admiring, and using all the wonderful qualities of these animals only makes me respect, applaud, and adore God more. The horse didn’t create its self. I recently sculpted a charming little French Bulldog. Say hello to him above. His name is Jean Claude. People don’t go up to Jean Claude and say “Wow, you’re so adorable and well-designed, good for you!” That would be stupid. I get the praise for the work I put into him. And that’s exactly how it should be. Same thing with God. He created pleasure, and if it’s the way it’s supposed to be, everything about it should point us directly to Him.
In the end, as much as we might try to gratify ourselves, no amount of anything will fully please us no matter how good it is. Except God. I can honestly say that I don’t want or need anything else to make me happy. That doesn’t mean that I’m not going to enjoy the good stuff that he is so nice as to give to me. It just means that every time I’m invigorated by a blinding gallop, or enlivened by a sweet song, every time the taste of a fine new tea raptures my senses, I think of the Creator of all good stuff.