LACK

No, I haven't just gone to IKEA - though I'm not opposed to wandering around in there for hours - I just feel that word defined in my life.Like a heaviness I let it come all into my space & I let it sit there on my lap.
Lack of connection with friends
Lack of money
Lack of time

I look up the definition again - lack |lak| noun
and being without or not having enough is exactly what I am NOT.

Without even listing all that I have or am, I am brought face-front to this:
Doesn't Jesus satisfy? Am I not completed in His life, death & resurrection?

Yes, 
yes He does and 
yes, 
yes I am. 

I dry tears of false hollowness off my face &resolve to remember this.
Truth must prevail in my life; my everyday.