God who wanted to know God, crying out into the Void, "IAM," needing company, how can you need and we, your creation, not need? Our daily bread is just that, daily bread. A dollar can only be stretched so far before being ripped apart. The need of the brutes makes so many even more needy. Dare we ask for more, God? God, can you give more? For need, our need, is part of the fabric of your way. Amen.