God matters most to an immeasurable extent. I offer a poetic meditation on this theme:
“Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire other than you” (Psalm 73:25).
What is the pearl of great price?
What is the treasure buried in a field,
Which, should we find it,
We would happily sell everything we had
To buy that field?
It is not a “what,” but a “Who.”
It is You, O God, and only You.
It is not what You do for us;
It is who You are to us,
Which truly matters most.
You are the one thing necessary
Which shall not be taken from us,
Once, in seeking, we should found You,
You who already secretly sought us –
Seeking that we seek You
With our whole hearts,
That we might take You in wholly,
Wholeheartedly, being filled
To healing fullness with You alone.
All other searches are finally futile,
Shorn of heaven’s fruit, which
Springs from You alone
And our nearness to You
In fruitful repose in You.
It is You, O God, always and ever
Who matters most,
The “most” being beyond measure.
You may not be all we have wanted,
But You are truly all we need.