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Is God Enough?

"Who have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on Earth I desire other than you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."-Psalm 73:25-26

In high school and college, one of my favorite bands was Barlowgirl, and a song of theirs I really enjoyed was Psalm 73 (My God's Enough), which is based on the verses quoted above. Since hearing the song for the first time, I have listened to and sang along with it too many times to count. However, I have not always lived up to the challenge of actually letting God be enough in my life.

About two months ago, I was reminded of one of those times, although it occurred before I had ever heard the song. My parents and I had to put my beloved cat Angel to sleep on March 13th after having her for almost 14 years. We got her because following Grandma's death, I searched for anything I could to fill the void in my heart, and I was sure a kitten would do the trick. While I loved her dearly, I was quite wrong on that account. She was a sweet, crazy kitty, but she could not heal my heart the way I wanted, and neither could a boyfriend, although that was something else I thought would help. Only God could do that, and once I stepped out of the way, He did.

I would like to say that was the last time I ever did that, but sadly, it is not. Faced with a stressful situation, I turn to other things before I turn to God more often than I care to admit. Even things I thought I had given up to God I try to take back. I am in no way perfect in this area, but I desire to get better, and I have asked God to reveal to me ways I can improve. It's a process, but it's worth doing.

Can you think of anything in your life that needs to be surrendered to God? If so, I urge you to give it up to Him as soon as possible, maybe before you even read on. God is enough to make you loved, powerful, successful, beautiful, strong, worthy, and whatever else you may need to be. His love is unfailing, His strength is unmatched, and His generosity to His children can not be contained. He only asks that we surrender our desires to Him, and let Him be enough to fill us whether or not those desires ever come true.

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