We are 9 days away from liftoff! My family and I are back from the beach, and my fellow counselors are gathering at Skycroft for training week. Go, team!

.SONGS. Two more songs for the road before our final batch next Friday.

Lord, I Need You by Matt Maher


Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) by Hillsong United

Ever heard either of these songs?

I’m going to spare you a long drawn-out breakdown of each of them, and instead, let’s deal with the immediate theme.

.SUFFICIENCY. Our old friend Webster defines sufficiency as “means to meet one’s needs,” synonym being “adequacy.” I’ve chosen this word to discuss these two songs because in both of them, the worship leaders deal with the idea of their own spiritual needs: salvation, hope, love. We need these things for our souls to be satisfied. Yet can we generate them on our own? Take it from a Type A, firstborn personality with a serious self-righteousness complex. No. We can’t.

“Lord, I Need You” describes the ever-fresh need for God: “every hour, I need You.” In our everyday temptation, we need Him; to find our eternal home, we need Him. We are not sufficient, and only God’s great and total sufficiency can compensate for ours. Not only compensate, as in “barely meet the requirements” and merely “make up for a defect” (thanks, Webster) but He adds something further. He gives us righteousness of His own, pours over His love up to the brim of our very souls until we overflow.

“Oceans” too deals with the idea of walking out on faith. Imagine we hold the end of a rope. The opposite end is tied to something, but we don’t know what. A great mist clouds the end of the line, and all we know is that we are supposed to walk. In this same way, we experience faith. Our faith bridges what we can see to what we can’t, and though we can’t see what the rope is tied to, we try to walk on. It gets hard sometimes. Here in this shattered earthly realm, our faith is stretched out flimsily. We have vague hopes that our faith will meet a satisfactory end, but we stumble and doubt: sometimes, a lot. We need God to show us that the faith we have is not in vain, and by His Spirit, He leads us along the rope. What is the end? Where does it lie? Who satisfies our great need? Our Father in heaven, who leads us when our trust falters.

.NOW. In the “practical” realm of things, practicing that faith in God’s sufficiency can start with simply singing these songs. Because pride can obstruct my ability to worship sometimes, I also like to keep a journal. Inside, I write daily stories and worries, but I also keep lists of everything God has done for me: spiritually, physically. For example:

1) salvation – He sent Jesus … The greatest provision for our inadequacy ever.

2) hearing aid – I’ve had hearing problems since I was born, and though fixing it can be near impossible, He has provided over the years. I’ve been able to get some surgeries done (that didn’t kill the little hearing I did have) and buy a hearing aid, all which help me in music. A huge deal for me!

3) India – I get to go to an Indian orphanage for ten days (right after camp ends!), my first time on an overseas mission trip, in which we will be working with orphans and women in the nearby slums. In this, God answered my prayer of many years: to witness physical and spiritual poverty and to do what I can to fight against it. I’m scared and excited all at once. So this is twofold: a thank you that He opened this opportunity to me and a reminder of His sufficiency for the coming days.

Why don’t you start a list today? Something small, something big… whatever will take you outside of yourself and remind you that God is more than enough.

And if you need a passage of Scripture for perspective, try Job 38 again. 🙂

Cannot wait to worship with you… See you in a very short while!

Dori is a third-year reCharge staffer at the wonderful world of Skycroft and helps lead worship through music (keys and vocals). She has played piano since kindergarten, sung since before that, and considers music one of the greatest gifts of God. The best time for music? Anytime … particularly when it’s too quiet or you have floorspace enough to bust a move.