Struggling Well With Life

Realized this morning as I sat in a quiet house just how needy I am. I typically feel bad about feeling needy. I have worked hard most of my life not to be an imposition, which has a story of it’s own, so being needy is tough. But I am. I need what I do not have. I need what only God has: Strength for a new day, mercy and compassion, forgiveness, grace, and a whole lot more. I need His perspective, His Spirit. I am needy, and today I am discovering that I am ok with that, more than ok I am uncovering a new peace in my need.