Wave after wave: 

A heart that longs to know Him more

Life has been wonderfully, exhaustingly full lately.

It's full of work, baking, studying, writing a new curriculum, family, and, of course, laundry (because apparently, that pile has been granted eternal life!). Between checking off tasks and keeping up with messages, my days have been packed to the brim.

I've wanted to sit down and write for a while now. This little corner of the internet has been busier than ever, with more views than I've ever seen before and so many of you reaching out privately. I am deeply, genuinely grateful for every person who takes the time to read, message, and share a piece of their heart with me. Please know I'm doing my best to respond to each of you, even if it takes a little extra time.

Honestly, my body has been reminding me lately that it has real limits. I've been physically tired, but more than that, my brain has been working in too many different directions at once, and there is just a lot going on! 😄

I don't say that as a complaint. Life is sweet, and the Lord has given me so much to be thankful for. I also recently received some reassuring news: my biopsy came back showing NO cancer, and I am deeply thankful to the Lord for that. But even good, grace-filled responsibilities can leave us needing a moment to pause, breathe, and refocus on the One who sustains us.

Today, that gentle pause came in an unexpected way. It started at 4:30 in the morning, central time (7:30 a.m. in Brazil), when a business notification lit up my phone. I was already awake, so I answered right away. I'm sure the person on the other end had no idea what time it was over here! From that early start, the morning simply rolled on, one thing after another. Work, messages, household duties, and yes, yet another load of laundry.

At some point, while working at my desk with music playing in the background, a specific song came on: "I want to know You" by CityAlight.

Then these lyrics filled the room: "I want to know you, Jesus my Lord King of the Heavens, King of my soul I trade my treasure and all my rewards Jesus to know you, then know you more."

And I just stopped. I stopped typing. I stopped calculating the next task. I stopped managing the mental list of everything waiting for my attention.

If you know me, you know how I am with music. I get completely stuck on one song, listening to it on repeat until I find the next one to obsess over! But every so often, a song does something far deeper than just becoming a favorite tune. Sometimes, the Lord uses a simple melody and biblical truth to quiet our busyness and re-center our hearts on Him.

That is exactly what happened at my desk today. Because when we strip away the noise of our schedules, isn't that what our lives are truly about? 

Knowing Jesus more. Not merely collecting information about Him, stocking our heads with facts, or becoming familiar with Christian language (our Christianese!). But truly knowing Him. Growing in our love for Him, resting more deeply in His sovereignty, and living in daily awareness of His presence.

The Apostle Paul captured this desire so powerfully: "That I may know Him and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death." -Philippians 3:10 

Think about that for a moment. Paul had knowledge, experience, and a remarkable understanding of the Scriptures. Yet, after everything he had seen and accomplished, the deepest cry of his heart was still to know Christ.

More of His character. More of His beauty. More of His total sufficiency.

That is a prayer I hope never grows quiet in my own soul. He is the One who called me by name (Isaiah 43:1). He is the One who knows when I sit down and when I rise up, who understands my thoughts from afar, and is intimately acquainted with all my ways (Psalm 139:1-3). He knows the weight of my days, my hidden weaknesses, my daily joys, and the quiet prayers I don't even have words to speak.

He is my King. King of the heavens. King of my soul. And Lord over every part of my life.

As the song played on, it painted another beautiful picture: "Like wave after wave on the ocean. Like all of the sand on the shore. Your beauty and glory are endless. O Jesus I must know you more."

How true is that! I have always had such a deep love for the ocean. There is something about sitting by the water, watching the waves, and enjoying God's creation that gently puts us in our place, reminding us how small we are and how unimaginably magnificent our Creator is.

The waves keep rolling in, ceaseless and untamed. The shoreline stretches far beyond what our eyes can take in. Creation continually sings of the One who spoke it into being: "The heavens are telling of the glory of God; and their expanse is declaring the work of His hands." -Psalm 19:1 

Here is the wonder we must never lose sight of: the God who set the boundaries of that vast ocean is the very same God who holds us in His hands. The God whose majesty fills the heavens is the Father who tenderly cares for His redeemed children. What a grounding truth to anchor our hearts!

As we enter this season of Thanksgiving, it's so easy to focus our gratitude on what God has given us: our families, our homes, His daily provision, and the opportunities He opens. We should praise Him for every good gift!

But today, I am also deeply thankful for the moments when He mercifully redirects my attention. I'm thankful for an unexpected pause in a busy morning. I'm thankful for a song that makes me put down my to-do list and gaze at Christ. And I am so thankful for the sweet reminder that my identity does not rest in my productivity, how quickly I answer messages, or how clean my house is at the end of the day.

I am His. Chosen in Christ before the foundation of the world, redeemed by His grace, and set apart as His own to declare His glory (Ephesians 1:4; 1 Peter 2:9).

The reality of our earthly lives is that there will always be another task waiting. Another email to write. Another load of laundry to fold. Another responsibility to take care of. There is great honor and quiet holiness in faithfully serving our families and stewarding the ordinary duties God has entrusted to us.

But may we never become so consumed by doing things for Him that we neglect the greatest privilege we have: knowing the Lord Jesus Christ and growing in our relationship with Him. Tomorrow, when the busyness picks back up, my prayer is that this singular focus remains: to know Him more.

We will never reach the end of the beauty of Christ. There is always more of His grace to behold, more of His Word to understand, and endless reasons to adore Him. The Christian life isn't a race toward self-fulfillment, nor is it a course where we eventually graduate from needing our Savior. It is a lifelong, grace-filled walk of faith, being daily transformed by His Spirit as we gaze upon His glory (2 Corinthians 3:18). What an undeserved privilege we have been given!

Wherever you find yourself today, whether you're in a demanding season, a quiet valley, a period of waiting, or wrestling through unexpected challenges, I invite you to stop for just a moment. Turn your eyes to Jesus. Let your heart delight in who He is.

May our greatest treasure never be what we manage to build or accumulate here on earth, but the Lord Himself, the One who loved us and called us His own. May this be our heart's steady prayer today, tomorrow, and every day after: Jesus, I want to know You more.

Wave after wave. Day after day. Until we see Him face to face.

God is so good. Always.

Love,

Andrea Anderegg