I Cain't Get No...Satisfaction

Satisfaction.  What a simple yet complex emotion.  I was reminded of this the other evening when my wife and I took her aunt who was visiting to dinner.  She's from here originally but lives in Chicago now so when she's in town she wants seafood.  She has no problem twisting our arms into submission.

We were at the restaurant scanning the menu and I saw what I wanted but found it a little pricey so I looked along for something else.  I found a cheaper meal that I knew would be just as good and decided the check out the appetizers and found Hushpuppies.

Now I'm a good ole boy from the South and I thought "I can't remember the last time I had hushpuppies" so I ordered them to come with my meal.  Deb rolled her eyes a little when I ordered them.  But her tune was greatly changed when they came.

I took one and ate it and was satisfied.  That singular taste both rewarded me and reminded me of previous hushpuppie experiences.  My wife and aunt tasted them and liked them so well that they ordered another serving, many of which made the trip home in the doggie bag.

Could I have eaten the whole batch?  Of course but I didn't need to.  I only needed that simple morsel that reminded me of taste, of history, of pleasure, of understanding.  

This weekend the world will celebrate the resurrection of Jesus, commonly referred to as Easter.  I pray their celebration experience will serve to "satisfy" the need within to be reminded of the hope of salvation, the substitutionary sacrifice He made, the Blessed Hope we have in Eternity and the privilege we have to enjoy a relationship with the Living God.  

Mmm, that was good.