Brother, sister. Self:

You’re always striving, always trying. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Still trying to get there. Still trying to get something. Still no rest.

You want to be liked, you want to matter. Some recognition, reputation would be nice. Maybe an accomplishment to your name.

You want to know you’ll be able to feed your kids. You want to be prepared.

You want to be safe.

You want the wrong things.

You’ll never have any of it. Not really. Not in a way that can quench your thirsty soul. Not in a way that will go with you past the grave.

You do have real needs. To know and be known. To let go. To be rescued from cosmic evil. To be reconciled with God and humanity. To find meaning.

To have hope.

For these things and more,

Jesus is enough.