When Jesus is all I have, He really is all I need.

When Jesus is all I have, He really is all I need. Right? I'm going to be honest here, actually brutally honest, and say that I wish that statement was true for me. I mean, I want it to be true. Does that count?

I don't know about you but in my life I feel like I need more than Jesus. I need air and water and comfort and people liking me. I need things going my way and nice hair. Wow, do you think I'm a little self-involved?? Pardon me while I puke. 😬

Thankfully, God in His wisdom slaps me upside the head - I'm talking figuratively, here - with His Word. One of those teaching moments is from the Book of Habakkuk. He was a prophet during a horrific time. Actually, God was allowing the Babylonians to take over, that's how bad it was. Habakkuk was disgruntled to say the least. For over two chapters, he tells God exactly what is needed and what should be done. And God answers him - NOPE - not this time. By the third chapter, Habakkuk's prayer is:

  Lord, I have heard of Your fame;
    I stand in awe of Your deeds, Lord.
Repeat them in our day,
    in our time make them known;
    in wrath remember mercy.

and then later . . . . .

Though the fig tree does not bud
    and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
    and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
    and no cattle in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
    I will be joyful in God my Savior.

Did Habakkuk give up? Yes, you could say he did. He gave up on figuring it out himself. He gave up his will - his control. His wants . . . . . His needs. And said, in essence, no matter what, Lord, I will rejoice.

For me to get to a place where Jesus is all I need, I have to trust Him. Trust Him in all circumstances. That's not easy sometimes - a lot of times actually. Especially when I am all about myself. So as I fall to my knees, my heart knows - deep down inside - that God's got this. He knows. He can. He is.

There really is no one else. No one like Him. All powerful. Invincible. Perfect. The more I tell myself the truth - Who God is and what He can do, the more I trust. And the more I trust, the more I rejoice. Lord Jesus, You are all I need.

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