As I'm getting ready for IF:Bowling Green, there are many cool projects that I'm trying to fit in. This weekend I made table runners, just simple roles of kraft and white paper, markers and lyrics. It was such a neat experience writing on 13 feet of paper the lyrics to songs that Darla and her band will play. It was like a long letter to Jesus.
While doing all these projects Chad has been wonderful and entertained B. Yesterday especially, all I heard was 'daddy I need you, daddy help me, daddy catch me, I want to run around, no daddy sit there, stand up, sit down, Bronson said run around ..."
Seriously. That little boy is bossy. And needy.
Looking threw the list of songs 'Lord I Need You' seemed to jump out at me. I'm sure it was because I had heard 'need' one million times in three days. Daddy I Need You - Lord I Need You.
With all the times Chad heard his new request/command he never seemed to tire and patiently obliged. I, on the other hand, wanted to scream 'No, you don't need daddy every second. You can do it yourself. It's nap time'
So, writing Lord I Need You over and over again on 13 feet of blank paper made me realize we are exactly the same. The only difference is that we don't say or mean it enough. And unlike me, Jesus longs to hear these words.
"Teach my song rise to you, when temptation comes my way. And when I cannot stand I'll fall on you, Jesus, you're my hope and stay."