Our church praise team had recently learned a beautiful new song, Creator King. The chorus kept going around in my mind as I sat at my desk working one day.
“Who am I, that you are mindful of me? Who am I, that you set your love on me?” (From Psalm 8:4)
As I thought about those lines, an answer came back to me.
“You’re my child. I love you. Why shouldn’t I be mindful of you? You have children. Don’t you love them? Aren’t you mindful of them, no matter how old they get? That’s how I feel about you. You’re my child.”
I stopped typing and sat there. I suddenly saw in my mind a classroom from my past. The teacher walked slowly up and down the rows of desks as the students did classwork, stopping here and there to offer help, encouragement, suggestions for improvement or praise for accomplishment.
She wasn’t angry, resentful or mean. She was friendly, helpful and caring.
In that instant the Lord let me know that as I struggle to do my assignments, that’s how he sees me. But I’m more than just his student, I’m his child and he loves me. I can be confident of receiving His help, encouragement, suggestions for improvement, or praise for accomplishment.
Whenever I hear that chorus, I’m going to remember this answer. Who am I? I’m his kid, and he loves me.
(First published September 21, 2006)