God has many names for us. Beautiful names. Words like “body”, “temple”, “flock”, “workmanship”. He compares His people to different parts of the physical world so that we can understand in part who we are. But there is no image He uses as often as that of a woman, a wife or a bride. Throughout the Old Testament and the New, He uses language to paint this picture again and again. He is a Lover, we are His beloved. He is a Husband, we are His bride.

It is enough to be His creation. We are privileged to be called His handiwork and His servants. It is staggering that He chooses to call us His wife. Why would our God condescend to profess love to the creatures that He has made?

What is humanity’s greatest need?

I asked this question of a group of people recently, and got differing answers. Many of them cited survival. The need for food, water, shelter. Of course, that didn’t surprise me; these needs are obvious, some of the most basic and essential aspects of being human. We’re not gods – we need to work hard to simply keep existing.

But maintaining existence is not really the preeminent need of the human race. If it were, what would be the point of existing at all? If we only live to survive, if our greatest aim is just to fill out a lifetime, it would be better not to have lived at all. No, this question has its root in something far more profound.

Welcome to Satisfied By Grace. A brand new blog by a girl who’s never blogged before. One more little space in a remote corner of the cyber world, set aside as a sanctuary for quiet thoughts, whispers of dreams, words of hope. You might wonder as you open this page for the first time, “Why another blog?” I’ve certainly wondered that. There are plenty of spaces like this online – hundreds of millions, they tell me. Then why would I take the time to craft another one? Why would I add my voice to the clamor? I’m not a better Christian or a brilliant writer. I certainly don’t have it all together. What right have I, I ask myself, to make yet another blog and to publish words that are finite and flawed?