I Would Die 4 U.... Babe

While selecting donuts in the grocery this morning a Prince song was playing over the intercom. I did not think much of it. I just continued placing the tasty pastries into the clear plastic bag for the girls and myself. A filled long john for Treasure, powdered donut holes for Chasity, and a white-frosting, nut-sprinkled, cinnamon roll for myself.

The song kept playing in my head during the short drive home and I sang the only lyrics I remembered, "You Babe, I would die for you....... You Babe, I would die for you...." I put my kids in the subject part and agreed that yes, I would die for each of them. I put Bob in the subject part and agreed that yes, I would die for him. Here is where I have to admit how my mind works. It's a scary thing and should come with a warning.... so be warned. Something made me think of a friend in church who recently had a stress test because of a slight health scare. My dad was placed in the hospital on Father's Day this year, six years after his bypass surgery, because of shortness of breath. And I was getting ready to eat a donut instead of going to the gym like I told myself I would. I need to start living in a way that shows how much I love my kids. How much I love Bob.

What happens when I put Jesus in the subject part of those lyrics? Would I die for Him? In a New York Minute! Will I live for Him? Will you? That takes a conscious effort. It seems that we, or at least I, have this thought that in that all-important moment, I would declare my love for Jesus. If someone put a gun to my head and told me to deny Christ. I imagine that I would die pledging my love to my Savior. But what about in the little things? What about all the little choices I make each day? Am I spending my days, hours, minutes, in a way that shows my love for Jesus? For Bob? For my kids?

I heard an interview with Steven Curtis Chapman on K-Love yesterday. He was talking about this song. I didn't recognize it at the time. Now it is my newest favorite.

From Prince to Steven Curtis Chapman. I told you it was scary how my mind works!