What I need, He gives

It's simple really. Blessings. I don't deserve them. Yes, I am a saint, sanctified by the life of my Savior and my relationship with him. I am made holy in the sight of my God. I love Him and commune with Him daily, but still, why do I deserve the blessings that He gives? I love Him for who He is, not for what He gives.

I could rattle of a list of the material blessings, in which I am abundantly provided, but that's not what satisfies my soul. That's not what keeps me moving. In fact, when I stop moving, He gives a jolt, sometimes large, other times small. This jolt too quickly zaps me back into the place from which I was straying. My Savior meets me in my weakness. He hears my cry for help. He defends my cause. He reminds me of His promises and sustains me in them. This is what satisfies my soul.

To know Him and be known by Him, that is the purpose.

What I need, He gives

When I need His word, He gives me time to study.
He gives Himself.
When I need His people, He gives me their friendship.
He gives Himself.
When I need His communion, He gives me prayer.
He gives Himself.  
When I need His time, He gives me the morning.
He gives Himself.
When I need His  understanding, He gives me his word.
He gives Himself.
When I need His wisdom, He gives me His wisdom.
He gives Himself.
When I need His counsel, He gives me a meeting place.
He gives Himself.
When I need His help, He gives me the Holy Spirit.
He gives Himself.
When I need His love, He gives me His son.
He gives Himself.
When I need Him, He gives me Himself.
He gives Himself.

This is what satisfies my soul.
Be satisfied in Him.