This morning, I started to pray by saying, “I need You” and I felt a little–I don’t know–stupid, because it seems that’s what I say every time I go to talk with God, and I thought I should be beyond that by now.
But what God said back was “Of course you need Me. That’s how I made you. There’s no other way to live your life.”
That’s so true and it was a comfort to be reminded of it. I will never outgrow my need to be attached to the vine. I’ll never be able to flourish without getting fed and sustained by God. I can come over and over and over again, desperate and needy and He won’t be impatient with me.
In the end, I no longer felt stupid for being needy, only a little sheepish for thinking that I can become so strong and mature that I no longer need God.