There’s no limit to my neediness,
And none to your sufficiency.
Great is your faithfulness to me.
I prepare myself before our time, pre-think each word I say.
I am hungry for your approval.
But my best, my very strongest effort is
Like a child proudly standing with two colored ruffled socks, mix-matched shoes, disheveled ponytails lopsided on the my head.
A drowsy-Christian sleepy head.
You still smile in eternal goodness
At my attempt to be grown up.
“See God, how much I pray,
And my how I’ve kept my home?
I never miss a morning and marked off all my chores.”
But lovely daughter, once I’m on your knee, you say.
That was not my plan for you today.
Come first to me – still rumpled and rough.
I will ready and dress you.
Because today we are going to the streets.
Today you will work with all MY effort
Until you think you’re exhausted
Then find more of me.
Today you won’t need your Sunday shoes.
You missed one, but I am going to leave a smudge on your cheek.
And I will clean, but leave that wound on your knee.
Remember, exhibit my sufficiency.