I'm that little baby. The one that can't stop crying because of little problems and failures. I need my Father to help me everyday. I need Him to feed me with the Word. I need Him to guide me in the right direction so that I don't walk the wrong way and hurt myself. I need to hold on to His hand because I can't walk on my own or I will stumble and cry. I need His joy to keep me from crying. I need Him to change my diapers or I will continue to keep my dirty sins near me. I can't cleanse myself, let alone be baptised by Him, without Him or I will drown. I need His protection because I always like to get into danger. I need His attention to answer my baby cries. I need His Love or I will not be satisfied.
I am such a baby, I need my Father.
...without Him, I will die.
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