What Do You Want?

What do you really want?

It sounds like such a simple question, but it carries a weight that can’t be ignored. On the surface, it’s easy to rattle off answers: more money, more opportunities, more things. But when you pause long enough to peel back the layers, the question becomes less about possessions and more about the posture of your heart.

Lately, I’ve been sitting with this question. Praying on it. Wrestling with it. Because at its core, this is a heart question. Scripture reminds us that “out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks” (Luke 6:45), and that “it’s not what goes into a man that defiles him, but what comes out of him” (Matthew 15:11). Our desires, what we say we want, reveal the condition of our hearts.

And when I really started digging, I realized how much of what I thought I wanted wasn’t actually mine at all. Some of it was what society told me I should want. Some of it was what the world whispered I was missing. But none of that was the true longing of my spirit.

So I stripped those layers back, piece by piece. And underneath all the noise, here’s what I found:

I want slow, unhurried mornings. Space to sit with God, to talk with Him, and to wait, really wait, for His voice.
I want joy that flows from Christ, joy that’s steady and deeply grateful for life’s simplest gifts.
I want less emphasis on more—more money, more stuff, more titles—and a greater focus on depth. Depth in relationships. Depth in experiences. Depth in faith.
I want to be powerful, not popular.
I want to laugh louder at the things that make me smile and allow myself to cry freely at the things that move my heart.
I want to be more vulnerable, sharing the parts of me that aren’t polished or perfect, but are still authentically me.
I want to love harder, without calculating the risk.
I want to pour out every gift, every idea, every spark of creativity that God has poured into me.
I want to engage with communities that feel unseen and remind them that they are not forgotten.
I want to see the world and experience the beauty of cultures and people that God has uniquely designed.

At the end of the day, I just want to be me, the silly, nerdy, quirky, sometimes moody version of myself that God intentionally created.

So now, I challenge you: Quiet the noice and really reflect. What do you want, and why?