Just thinking today how important it is to be needed. The older I get, the more I understand how it is more blessed to give than to receive. My spouse is disabled; many of his disabled buddies give up because they are a burden and no longer feel needed. Biff is always available to run an errand, chauffeur a child, take me to lunch, whatever is needed – we can’t imagine surviving without his being at our beck and call. He does everything cheerfully; he knows the joy of being needed. I work too many hours but drop everything when one of my kids or grandkids have a need; being needed by them is one of life’s greatest joys.
I have to believe God also finds joy in being needed by His children. Asking God for help is not something to be ashamed of or done in fear. Just as we wait anxiously for an opportunity to answer our children’s needs, so God must be pleased when we come to Him in faith believing, not as if we have earned anything but just secure in our knowledge that He loves us and will be there for us, providing our needs.