There’s a little song I sing to Adlai at bedtime, one I wrote just for him.
It’s nothing fancy, but it’s a song about the boy he is, and about the man I know he’ll grow up to be.
The last line goes like this:
“…you’re all I have wanted, my sweet little boy.”
And I sing it every night.
But last night I was singing it, and I thought, “You really are all I’ve wanted.”
And as I thought on that, I felt God say, “So are you.”
I’ve tried for a long time to understand what the Bible tells me – that God loves me like a child.
Like his own dear son.
And I don’t know if I ever could have understood it had I not held my own baby in my arms, and known that there is not one ounce of me that goes wanting – that needs him to be anything more than he is.