I want to become addicted—not to alcohol or meaningless entertainment, drugs or gossip, instant gratification or the feeling of winning. My ideal is not to gravitate toward crap that gives me short-term happiness. I don’t want to crave stuff that is solely for my own benefit.

Sure, it can be fun to have a late night with friends, race down a mountain like a speed demon, and binge-watch an entire season of Friends on Netflix. And some of these experiences create long-term memories that last a lifetime. I’m not saying that I don’t want to live moment to moment zestfully.

What I’d rather be addicted to is living fully, craving goodness that will truly improve my own life and the lives of others.

I want to become addicted to enjoying God’s creation, both through stewarding it and through observing it. I want to really admire the beauty that I witness outdoors but also language, laughter, and miracles that take place inside a room and in people’s hearts. I want to desire creating and using my imagination in response.

I want to become addicted to seeing others succeed, truly and fully. I want to be addicted to openness and availability to my friends, people I have yet to know and God. Selflessness will open all sorts of doors for God to use me. My actions have a bigger impact than I recognize, so I want to start living like I understand that impact.

I’d like to become addicted to wisdom, love, beauty and truth, things that will fill my soul, not just my mind temporarily.

And I don’t know exactly how to do this, so I guess I should keep building the addiction of exploration for this full life goal and I should voice my invitation for God to supply opportunities to fill my addiction.