I recently heard a song on KLOVE that has been totally captivating my thoughts. It’s called “All of Me” by Matt Hammitt:
(Can’t see the video? Go here.)
I heard the song and immediately had to download it. I related to the song immediately by wanting to give ‘all of me’ to God. But it wasn’t until later, when I heard the story behind the song, that it truly spoke to me. Go watch the video. It wouldn’t let me embed it, but you need to watch it (and have some Kleenexes ready).
Here is my favorite line from the song:
“So let me recklessly love you,
Even if I bleed.
You’re worth all of me. You’re worth all of me.”
If you watched the video, you’ll know that Matt and Sarah Hammitt have a baby boy named Bowen who was born with a severe heart defect. They found out about his heart defect while Sarah was pregnant. The prognosis was grim.
At this time, when life was unsure for their baby boy, was when Matt wrote the song “All of Me”.
Nothing in this life is guaranteed. Not the time we have with our children, not their health, not their salvation. Nothing, besides the fact that our Heavenly Father loves us enough to send his own son as a ransom for our sins.
Sometimes this realization as a parent is scary…terrifying, in fact. And at times it can cause us to withdraw out of fear of what could happen. I could never survive if _________.
But the fact of the matter is this: Our children are worth all of us.
I had a conversation with one of my heroes this week. I’ve known her all my life. She and her husband cared for their great-grandchildren, both with special needs who were taken from terrible circumstances, for the past year and a half. The children were recently adopted by a family with four other children who live in another state. In talking to her this week, she said, “I can’t think of a better way to have used up my body than taking care of those children.”
Wow. I’ve been thinking about my conversation with her in retrospect with this song all week. In the moments that I’m exhausted and frustrated , those words put things in perspective. Part of “recklessly loving” our children is surrendering ourselves…giving up our desires and even our needs to love them. Not spoil them solely for the purpose of making them feel like the center of the universe, but to show them the love of Christ. To show them that their relationship with God, and that relationship overflowing with love into their relationships with others, are the only things that really matter in this life.
We are not guaranteed the next hour with our children. We are not guaranteed that they will love us or want to spend time with us when they older. We are not guaranteed that they will have a relationship with our Savior, despite our best efforts.
But that doesn’t matter.
Let us recklessly love them.
They’re worth all of us.