Here's the second Harbin Devo I did, simply titled "More":

I don’t know about all of you, but I cannot stand having just a little bit of something when I know there’s more to be had. Call me a greedy pig, but hey, if I’ve got one slice of that coconut cream pie, you’d better believe I want more of it.
I’m like that with God, too. I leave my Bible classes with my head hurting and my soul yearning to know more. I want to know the Bible like I know my own life story. I want to know what God is telling me about who He is and how He works and what He does. I want to know more. I want to be more. I want to have God so amazingly IN MY LIFE that my face shines and my chest is about to explode if I don’t just talk to somebody about how AMAZING and WONDERFUL and AWESOME and HOLY and TERRIFYING our God is.
I know there may be some who spaz out over my saying that our God is a terrifying God… But really, think about it… Yes, God cares for us. Yes, God loves us. Yes, He sent His Son so that He could relate to us on an intimate and personal level. However, Hebrews 12:29 says that our God is a consuming fire. Do I believe that’s the only aspect of God? Not at all, I believe very strongly in the compassionate and merciful side of God. However, I am not at all hesitant to quote Dr. John Fortner and say that God will eat your face off.
In case you can’t tell by looking at me, I’m not a vegetarian. I personally believe that meat is good. Meat is very good. More meat is better.

Hebrews 5:11-14. We have much to say about this, but it is hard to explain because you are slow to learn. In fact, though by this time you ought to be teachers, you need someone to teach you the elementary truths of God's word all over again. You need milk, not solid food! Anyone who lives on milk, being still an infant, is not acquainted with the teaching about righteousness. But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.

1 Corinthians 3:1-2 Brothers, I could not address you as spiritual but as worldly--mere infants in Christ. I gave you milk, not solid food, for you were not yet ready for it. Indeed, you are still not ready.

Sometimes, even on this campus, I feel like I am surrounded by people who still need milk, and aren’t ready for meat. Milk’s good and all, I drank a lot of it as a kid, and it helped me grow into the Herculean figure I am now. But if it comes down to my nourishment for an entire day, if it comes down to what I’m going to choose to get the most satisfaction for my stomach, I’m probably going to take 8 ounces of medium well sirloin over 8 ounces of Vitamin D Whole.
There’s a restaurant that was founded in Nashville, TN, called O’Charley’s. I don’t know if all of you have them out where you live, but in Tennessee, they’re rather popular. The first time I ever ate at O’Charley’s I was somewhere around 12 years old. Now, as you might imagine, the chefs at O’Charley’s did not have a 12-year-old version of Aaron Rushton in mind when they developed the child’s menu. However, my Mom insisted I order something from the child’s menu, for whatever maternal logic took over her mind that night. So I ordered the thing that I thought would get me the most amount of meat. Steak tips. I was thinking “Hey, I can’t get a whole steak, but steak tips ought to be at least a respectable amount of meat, right?” Wrong. I couldn’t have covered a cracker with the amount of meat I got. It was pathetic! I was so mad at O’Charley’s and more than a bit miffed at my Mom for not letting me just order a normal steak…
Why was I angry there? Was it because I didn’t get enough to eat? No, that is apparently not the case. I survived the night, don’t worry. So what was the problem? I didn’t get all the meat I wanted. I didn’t get the heart of the meal to the extent that I wanted it.
A lot of times I feel the same way about God. I don’t get enough. Is it my fault? Partly, yes, it is. But at other times, it’s because we as Christians are scared to go deeper. We’re scared to think. We’re hesitant to do anything more than stand up during “There’s a Stirring”. We’re worried that if we ever let God go into our heads, as well as our hearts, then we just won’t know what to do with ourselves. Christianity is not a religion of ignorant faith. We’ve got a Bible for a reason. We are commanded to love the Lord our God with all of our heart, our soul, and our strength, yes, but also with all of our MINDS. It is IMPOSSIBLE to wrap your head around all of the Holiness and Majesty that is Yahweh God, but it sure is neat to try. Don’t be afraid to let your mind be part of your faith in God.
Too often, we approach our relationship with God like we approach our relationships with members of the opposite sex. I wonder how many girls have said they want to be “just friends” with God. I wonder how many guys have said they are “not ready for that level of commitment” to Christ. Living for God isn’t like dating your high school sweetheart. Being a Christian isn’t like picking somebody for a function. God is, or rather, SHOULD BE, everything in your life.
I really can’t tell you why, but, for some reason, all throughout high school, my friends came to me for relationship advice. This still happens. Now, while I am more than glad to help out in any way that I can, remember that I might not be the best guy to turn to. I dumped my last serious girlfriend right after the prom. And I don’t mean like the prom was on Saturday and I dumped her on Monday… I mean the prom was on Saturday and I dumped her as we pulled into her driveway. So bear in mind that I’m not exactly the guy to come to for advice based on experience.
However, I know this. Loving somebody with everything you have, with everything you are, and everything you know… That much love for one person is a whole lot of work. There comes a point where not only are you willing to die for that person, you’re willing to live for that person. Dying is easy. I’ll take a bullet for anybody in here. Think about it. I die, then what? Dude, I’m in heaven! Like that was a hard choice. But here’s where it really gets tricky. How many people in here am I willing to live for?
Dying for God really would be a neat thing. To be able to stick to my faith to the point of death, that would be wonderful. By no means am I asking for an elite strike force to come hunt me down or anything, but I am saying that death for Christ would be OK by me. But even better than that is saying that I not only would die for God, but I would live for God.
Living takes more energy. When you’re dead, the only thing you really have to concentrate on is staying in your casket. Not a hard chore. Living is hard. Life is hard. There’s not a day that goes by where I don’t think how easy life would be if I just didn’t have to do anything. If I could just sit around reading comics and not sinning, life would be wonderful. But, since I do have to deal with people, since I do have to prepare for some way to support myself and my family, since I do have to, regrettably, do more than read comics… I mess up. I break hearts, and I get mine broken. I tell people things they don’t need to hear, and I listen to things I shouldn’t hear. I live.

Luke 14:25-36 "Large crowds were traveling with Jesus, and turning to them he said: "If anyone comes to me and does not hate his father and mother, his wife and children, his brothers and sisters--yes, even his own life--he cannot be my disciple. And anyone who does not carry his cross and follow me cannot be my disciple. "Suppose one of you wants to build a tower. Will he not first sit down and estimate the cost to see if he has enough money to complete it? For if he lays the foundation and is not able to finish it, everyone who sees it will ridicule him, saying, 'This fellow began to build and was not able to finish.' "Or suppose a king is about to go to war against another king. Will he not first sit down and consider whether he is able with ten thousand men to oppose the one coming against him with twenty thousand? If he is not able, he will send a delegation while the other is still a long way off and will ask for terms of peace. In the same way, any of you who does not give up everything he has cannot be my disciple. "Salt is good, but if it loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is fit neither for the soil nor for the manure pile; it is
thrown out. "He who has ears to hear, let him hear."

Do you catch what Jesus is saying here? Look, people, God is it. There’s NOTHING ELSE. I love my parents. I love my sister. I love my cat. I tolerate my sister’s dog. I love my friends. I am all about me some comic books. I really like sitting down, popping in a Led Zeppelin CD, and just drifting off.
But NONE of those things, and I mean none of them, compare to the love I should have in my heart for God. From Mom and Dad to Spider-Man, all that stuff, it’s all pointless. It is all just pointless. It’s not God. Everything in our lives is completely insignificant when compared to the absolute everything that God is. God should be more than just the focal point of our lives; God should be the core of our lives. Everything else stems out from God. Everything else in our lives should be a reaction to who God is and what he’s done for us.
Like many of you, I have spent many a summer at church camp. Several times, I’ve been a counselor at day camp. Day camp out at Camp Meribah is an interesting experience. Here we are, surrounded by kids ranging from 4 years old to 7 years old. None of these children are any higher than my waist. These are itty bitty folk.
Bearing that in mind, imagine what happens when we all load up on the bus and go out to the city pool. That’s right, nobody, including counselors, past the 3 foot rope.
I can’t stand that. I’m standing in the water, wet from my waist down, getting splashed in the mid-torso by a group of five year olds, and I’ve got an army of 7 year old boys convinced that they can drag me under the water if they keep tugging on my right hand. I want to go deeper. I want to go out to the 9 foot and jump off the diving board. I want to get into water over my head. I want to go deeper.
One of the natural effects of being a big guy is that when you jump off of a diving board, especially with the classic big man “dive”, the cannonball, you’re always going to hit the bottom of a 9 foot pool. There’s no escaping that fact.
God’s depth has no bottom. You cannot go deep enough to where you have pondered every corner and aspect of God’s existence. No matter how long you sit there and think about the statement “God is Love” you will never really understand it. Will you have a faint idea? I certainly hope so. Will you grasp it to the point that you can use your understanding to spread the Gospel? I certainly hope so. Will you know all of what and who God is? Never. Don’t be afraid to go deeper.
Sometimes I feel like we’re all scared to think about the deeper theological side of Christianity. Yeah, we get the “three chairs” and “God has a plan” and “Pray to God to increase your stock portfolio like Jabez” and the “Jesus died for YOU” devos all the time. Those are good and well and all, but they don’t really do much more than skim the surface. They don’t get deep. I want the devos that make my head hurt. I want the devos that make my eyes cross. I’m tired of hearing people doing devos comparing God to a Furby, or a Twinkie, or even Tommy Boy. Yes, I’ve actually heard “God is like Tommy Boy”. What is it about “the spiritual voice” that makes us automatically qualify whatever the speaker is saying as being gospel truth? Why is it that just because a guy squints and talks in a throaty whisper, we think he understands the entire Bible? There is a lot of stuff in the Bible, people… And yeah, the Prayer of Jabez is great. Yeah, Jabez got what he wanted. But for some reason, there’s this little voice in the back of my head that says praying for God to increase your stock portfolio isn’t why Jabez was mentioned in Chronicles.
There’s more to it. There’s more to all of it. There’s more to “God is love”. There’s more to “love is patient, love is kind”. There’s more than we’re allowing ourselves to learn because for some reason we’re all too scared to open our minds as much as we open our hearts. We live for that spiritual high we all have after “Singing Under the Stars”, but we tend to shy away from, say, the last half of the book of Daniel, or all of Leviticus and Lamentations. There are kids in my youth group back home who don’t even know what you’re talking about when you mention the Song of Solomon. Some of them can’t BEGIN to tell you who Ezekiel was, or Zephaniah, or Apollos, or Epaphroditus. There is a guy in my youth group who, until recently, did not know that the book of Numbers even existed.
Why don’t they know this stuff? This is Bible! They should know this, at least vaguely! Is it because my Youth Minister doesn’t do his job? Partly, yes, it is. Is it because they’re scared to study the Bible on their own? Partly, yes, it is. But overall, it all boils down to this: we don’t want to put the effort it takes into knowing God more than as a distant Father figure we toss a prayer or two towards whenever we’re having a bad day or when we sit down to eat.
Make sure you’re giving God everything you’ve got. Give Him your heart. Give Him your soul. Give Him your strength. Give Him your mind. Give Him your time. Give Him your effort. Give Him your love. Give Him everything that you have to give. Give Him more than you have to give. Give Him your life.
We often sing the song “Listen to Our Hearts”. And this is a wonderful thing. This song conveys an excellent idea. However… think about it, really. Are you sure you want God looking into your heart, especially during a worship service? I mean, I’m not saying I’m in the throes of a lust fit during church or anything, but goodness, I go off on the most random stuff! How else do you think I’d ever be able to do a devo about superheroes? I’ve been sitting in church wondering where I could go online to get pictures from the Hubble Space Telescope. I’ve been at devos contemplating the best side dishes for a plate of polish sausage. I’ve gone through entire prayers imagining what I would do if I could sprout wings and fly. I’ve tried to remember what was on Cartoon Network the other night while I was passing the Lord’s Supper. That’s not right. Sure, that might just be a sign of Attention Deficit Disorder, but what I think it all boils down to is that I’m not trying to give God everything.
Remember when Samuel anointed David to be the next king of Israel? Remember how Samuel thought that surely one of Jesse’s older boys was going to be king? Remember what God told Samuel? “Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” 1 Sam 16:7
You can look the part of a spiritual person all you want. And I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with clapping your hands, closing your eyes, raising your arms, ANY of that. There is nothing wrong with any of that AT ALL, as best as I can tell. However, I will simply remind everybody, including me, that Jesus said

“Everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and everyone who humbles himself will be exalted.” Luke 18:14

Make sure that you mean your motions. Reading through the gospels, I get the idea that the people Jesus is the angriest with are the ones who should know better, like the Pharisees and Sadducees. He called them whitewashed tombs! That’s downright mean! But Jesus wants it to be effective. He tells them that since they merely look like they’re doing the right stuff for God, but have no heart in it, they’re worse off than tax collectors and prostitutes. How is it that when we sing “Stand in Awe”, we’re all ready to stand up, but when we sing “Light the Fire”, nobody falls to their knees? Why is it that when “There’s a Stirring”, we all rise up without a problem, but we don’t see a whole lot of bowing down?
Make sure that what you’re doing down here isn’t just for applause. If it is, congratulations, that’s all you get. Make sure that what you do is sincere and heartfelt. Don’t let my opinion of your worship affect how you worship. Worry about God’s opinion of your worship.

Matthew 6:1 Be careful not to do your 'acts of righteousness' before men, to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.

Matthew 6:5-8 And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. I tell you the truth; they have received their reward in full. But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you. And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words. Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.

Don’t show off. It’s pointless, and God can see through it all anyway. Be genuine.
So what do I want? What is it I want to see? How do I think we, as a campus of Christians, can grow closer to God? Give Him more. Give Him more of your mind. Take more. Take in more of His meatiness. Be real. Don’t do anything for looks or for praise, do everything out of a love for God and a desire to please Him. Go deeper. And trust me, you’ll never hit bottom.