We think, analyze, and wonder. We toss our lives over and over again in our hearts, trying our best to make sense of the mystery of our own story and recognizing the scary reality that there's little we are actually in charge of...
Yet we long for our lives to make sense. What you are actually discovering is that you were hardwired to be connected to Another. Every human being is on a quest for God; the problem is we don't know that, and in our quest for stability, we attempt to stand on an endless catalog of God-replacements that end up sinking with us.1

Paul Tripp,  A Shelter in the Time of Storm, pp. 32-33.