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God Shaped Hole

WE’RE ALL TERMINAL


What happens when the diagnosis is final? Not just emotionally—but spiritually, practically, eternally?


You hope you’ll respond with grace.

That you’ll cling tighter to the people you love.

That your faith will deepen.

That your intentions will sharpen.

That you’ll make the most of the life you have left.


But studies show something else.

People often act erratically.

They chase experiences they never would have while healthy.

They lash out.

They blame God.

They spiral.


And none of it is unnatural.


Our culture says Carpe Diem—seize the day.

But there’s something far more troubling at the core of this scenario.

This isn’t just something that happens to someone you know.

Not just a friend.

Not just a family member.

Not just you.

Not just me.


We’re all terminal.


And yet…

Most of us do very little to help anyone else realize how to make the most of it while we’re still here.


There’s a hole in our heart.

A void that can’t be filled.

Scientists have tried.

Doctors have tried.

Healers have tried.

Millions of attempts.

But there’s no medicine.

No surgery.

No therapy that can fill it.


That’s by divine design.


Here’s the prognosis:

That hole in our heart is God-shaped.

It can’t be filled by a person.

Not by success.

Not by influence.

Not by wealth.

Only by God—

By the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.


And yet, despite knowing the cure,

We resist.

We delay.

We distract.

We fail to accept the truth.


But God waits.

He waits for us to ask.

To invite Him in.

To fill the void.

To remove the evil that seeps into the hole.


And once the healing begins—

We thrive.

We live as He intended.

We walk in mercy.

We act with purpose.

We lean into Him.

We acknowledge our faults.

We plead for grace.


Because the truth is this:

We’re all terminal.

But we don’t have to die empty.


Psalm 73:25–26


“Whom have I in heaven but You? And earth has nothing I desire besides You. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”


 
 
 
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