I like to collect things. I have, for instance, collections of cards of all the baseball team mascots, a collection of different printings and versions of the book “Alice in Wonderland,” and other such things.
There is a certain rush of excitement when I find and purchase another item for my collection. It makes me feel like a child again—back when I would collect toys, stickers, comics and trading cards. Right now, I am in the process of collecting stickers for a World Cup album. I love the sound of opening the pack of stickers, and going through them one by one, matching people with their places in the book. It’s a simple joy.
But I know that this is not lasting joy. I know that these are just moments in life that bring me happiness but they are not the end-all or be-all of my existence. I don’t live to collect stickers. What I do live for is to possess another kind of happiness—that can only be found in the hope and joy of faith.
Sure, faith isn’t something that I can collect and put on my shelf and take out from time to time when I want to look at it. I am not a theologian, but I think that faith is instead something that you build upon as you go through life. And I am pretty sure that faith is the only thing that can fulfill our deepest desires. In “Mere Christianity” C.S. Lewis wrote, “If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”
Do you have any collections you are particularly proud of? Please share!