We invent all sorts of methods and ways to set ourselves free, to pacify our guilty conscience, to give meaning to our existence. We kick, we bang, we try to undo the latch of our own addictions and failures.

Some of us turn to religion. We find our identity in a code of practices, rituals, and beliefs.

Others turn to atheism. By erasing the idea of God we find it easier to cope with certain pains and paradoxes.

Others of us turn to hedonism. We search for identity in the pursuit of pleasure.

Some of turn to moralism. LIke the religionists, we want to be good, but we will do it without religion. We find our sense of purpose in self improvement. These are the nice, tax-paying, charity-giving people who live in neighborhoods with mowed lawns and a tuft of flowers at every mailbox.

Still others turn to spiritualism. We create our own god and our own spiritual practices to feed that God-designed crave to worship.

Still others turn to performance. Our identity is rooted in how much we accomplish in our short life on planet earth.

These escapes may last for a few months, even a few years. But they will never be enough. There will always remain a gaping hole, a sense that one must achieve more good behavior, reach more goals, or find more pleasure.

But when one finds Jesus, he needs look no further. Christ performed the good deeds we failed to do and suffered the damnation we deserve to receive. Through Him, you can find true joy, satisfaction, and meaning. Through Him you are enabled to do what you were designed to do: worship the living God.