This morning I was getting ready to leave for the office when my two-year old son came into my bedroom and grabbed a rogue cough drop off my dresser. I thought he was going to unwrap it and eat it – to which I told him he had to put it back. But nope. He insisted that I have it, I told him I didn’t need it but he insisted – he unwrapped it and place it in my pocket. When he wasn’t looking I wrapped it back up and put it back in my pocket. I didn’t need a cough drop in my pocket. I didn’t want a cough drop in my pocket.
But, I took it anyway.
It wasn’t until later in the day I realized a profound truth. All I have to give to God are “cough drops” that he doesn’t need. He wants them – not because he needs them. He wants them because they are what his child has given to him. He loves it when I drop cough drops into his pocket. I imagine he carries them around all day. And when he reaches into his pocket to get change, or a guitar pick (yes I think God carries guitar picks)… he finds the cough drop – smiles and delights.
He wants them because they are what his child has given to him.
Give Him some cough drops today: Sing a song. Thank him for something. Give one of his children something THEY need.