Needy

I have been called needy.
And I resented it.  Oh boy did I resent it.
But the awful truth is yes, I am indeed needy. 
I need a constant stream of loving input.  And as much as I hate to admit it, I need affirmation, fun, wisdom, loyalty, progression, adventure, creativity, music, and even quiet.  And I need people.  Lots of people.  People who possess the traits I so desperately crave.
There is no one person who can ever contain all these traits,  I know I do not.  That's where community enters in.   And still ... Community is filled with what?  People.  Imperfect people.  Yet that does not change my needs.  I still need that perfect love to enter my life and complete me, to rescue me from that awful neediness. 
If I am incomplete.  If I remain needy, despite all of my best efforts, what can possibly be the answer? There is only One who has never failed me.  Only One who is with me always.  Only One who promises to never leave me needy.  A long time ago I heard that Jesus stands at the door of every human heart and knocks to be let in.   For entire decades I closed the curtains and pretended I was not home.  I turned up the music and pretended there was nobody at the door.  No way was I going to be fooled into religion. One day I simply opened the door and invited Him in.  I wanted to hear what this Jesus had to say.   Surprisingly, He did not burden me with a set of rules to make me miserable. He simply showed me a better way live.  A better way to love.  He even offered me joy and peace.  Why, I asked myself, had I ignored this treasure for so long. 
Do I still need people?  Absolutely and emphatically yes!  I need an entire village of people! Can those people in my community ever meet all my needs?  Absolutely not.  Only He can.  Such a paradox.  Live a life of love because He first loved me.  And in so doing I reap the benefits of being loved in community.