FOMO

Do we have a fear omissing out? That is what FOMO stands for. What do we want from this life? I know when I was young, I did not want to miss out on what my friends were doing or even just talking about. 

And this was before the internet and cell phones existed!

Part of that is a desire to be in the center of attention, or at least in close proximity to it. Another part is a cry to belong, to know we are accepted.

We are bombarded with so much information, that shouts, “look over here!” These are all distractions from what is real. 

It is a challenge to know what really matters.

As a result, FOMO becomes the standard. Who wants to miss out? Not me. But the more important question is, miss out on what?

As I was praying, I heard, “I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine….” Song of Solomon 6:3

The longing of every heart is to be loved and accepted. 

And there is an answer to the FOMO on perfect love.

Perfect love exists, so there is an answer to FOMO that satisfies our longings.

17 God sent his Son into the world not to judge the world, but to save the world through him.” John 3:17

Recently, a line in 1 Corinthians 13 jumped of the page at me. “All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely. V12b

Our Creator, our Abba, sees us and still loves us enough to rescue us from the ultimate FOMO.

More than rescue us, “13 He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son, 14 in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.” Colossians 1:13-14

Abba longs for us to experience His love for us in the most profound ways. 

So, as we receive, and cherish, this gift of perfect love, may we all leave FOMO in the dust behind us.

About the author

Andrea Van Boven (Madden): I like to think I am a radical lover of Jesus, but I live in a house and pay bills and look like I fit in with respectable society, like most people. What goes on in my head and heart are hopefully the things that betray the look of "normal" that comes at first glance. I hope those things inside of me seep out to actions as well as words of hope and encouragement. I pray that these in turn will lead others to know the loving Creator who knows us so intimately that he has a number for every hair on every head.

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