Satisfy us in the morning with Your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
Let me ask you a question.
Are you satisfied?
You may say you’re happy. Say you have plenty of friends, full nights and someone to keep you warm.
You may say you’re content. Say you have enough food on your plate, a roof over your head and a hard day’s work that keeps you going through the hours.
You may say you’re doing what’s expected of you. Say you feel the right way, do the right thing, and play the part that was written for you in the play of life.
You want, you receive, you listen, you learn. You mark off a checklist of things accomplished, adding to it with newfound fervor. You are driven by duty and bound by blood to find the life you’ve always dreamed about. And when it never surfaces, you settle for everything that sifts to the bottom of the barrel.
You are complacent and carried away by the shifting sands that stretch across your heart and come to you in images of strength and truth yet fade in the realization of a crumbling façade.
You are all of the above.
But are you satisfied?
That settling in your heart that strikes your veins and trails your spine into your core? The light the bursts inside because you know where your worth comes from? And that deep rooted revelry that propels you each day because you know there’s more ahead- beauty and love and endless joy and surprises? You crave. All of it. And deep down, you know what you need.
To be fully satisfied is to treasure the eternal moments boxed into the ordinary. To sit in silence and feel the spring in your heart coil and launch into the orbit of your soul. To feel the warmth of love, pure and real and reaching across time and death to be ignited by your acceptance.
Satisfaction is in the truth of Christ, how He has taken your brokenness and pieced it whole again. How His scarred hands hold your trembling ones, refusing to let go. And how life is transformed because you are His.
Do you have all that you desire? Is there still something scratching at your soul after the lights are turned out and you’re remembering your day in the deep of night?
Let me ask you again.
Are you satisfied?