Necessity.

Honestly, I think that I often have that word confused with a menagerie of others. But, today, I know that my necessity is Jesus. It doesn't matter what I'm wearing or what my house looks like or what dinner looks like or what I would like to buy or what I need to buy or what I need to do.

Today, my necessity looks like Jesus (honestly, it should every day). In the middle of a parking lot in the rain/snow that has been falling all day, I managed to begin to understand what I really need. Only now, over 5 hours later, am I sitting, wondering why I just didn't stop like Mary did in the Bible. Why didn't I just SIT at the feet of Jesus? He is my necessity.

We get that word mixed you with longings and desires and wanting and unnecessary things. I chuckle inside thinking about what someone told me today about kitchen cabinets. Did you know that, according to this dear lady at the local home improvement store, most people don't just have the basic cabinets? You have to have this and that and that and this. But... I shake my head... we have so much. We don't need the fancy drawers and doors and moldings and colors and everything that supposedly you need in a kitchen.

What if we looked at life like we look at a kitchen? Do we NEED, truly NEED, all the fluffy, ruffly stuff we add on all the time?No. We need the basics to survive. We need Jesus to survive. What if we were content with the one necessity in life?

Jesus.

sweet Jesus.

tender, loving Jesus.

He's all we need. He provides the rest (See Matthew 6 if you'd like proof).

Jesus equals necessity. If all I am is a "Mary" today, I count myself blessed.