The Israelites, having been delivered out of Egypt, asked for another miracle. Food. Food in the desert. Faster than you can call Dominos, the Lord delivers.
Psalm 105:40
They asked, and he brought them quail and satisfied them with the bread of heaven.
He opened the rock, and water gushed out; like a river it flowed in the desert.

Cool story, right? There’s just one word that I’m hung up on. Satisfied. They were satisfied with the bread of heaven.

Are we? Are we satisfied with the Bread of Heaven? Think fast. Be really, really, really, really REAL and answer this question: “What would completely satisfy you today?” I’m guessing that the #1 answer is not “The bread of heaven.”

No, we think we’d be satisfied with much less. Like the ability to eat anything we wanted with no consequences. (Or drink whatever we want…or go wherever we want.) We imagine that we’d be satisfied with just a little more money. Or a little more time. A little more_________ (you fill in the blank). We imagine that’s what it would take to satisfy us.

C.S. Lewis says, “We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”

We are easily pleased…but are we satisfied? The word satisfied means “to sate, to fill to satisfaction, to have enough.” It even means to have more than enough, so much that we’d be weary of our sufficiency. Thanksgiving Full. That kind of satisfaction.

The Lord gave them what they needed and they were satisfied. Bread of Heaven. Water from a rock. Yet we think of bread and water as a prison meal, don't we?

So here’s what I’m working on today. My desire is to be satisfied with what the Lord chooses to give me. I’m working on letting go of what I think I want…and what I imagine would satisfy me. I’m trying to leave the Half-Hearted Creature behind.

I want to be satisfied with the Lord and His provision. I want nothing more.

I want nothing less.