I need you. Early when I wake in the morning, I want to rise for no one but you.
When I look in the mirror and find fault with what I see, remind me that you made me.
Others demand and complain of my work, consume me with love and patience.
I need you Jesus. I need you always. From early in the morning until always. I need you.
The day is demanding. I do not cross off my list, I add. But this list is not your’s, is it?
You beckon to me, remind me of your love, and summon me to a purpose.
I take her by the hand. I let the duties be. I fall into Jesus and she smiles at me.
Reading a book about lizards, a board game on the living room floor, a game of her choice.
I need you Jesus. I need you always. And when I give me up, you bless me incessantly.