Throwback Blog Series: Not In Need

I recently stumbled across old blog post from 2007 – 2010. They show how our past is often more similar to our present than we thought it would be. So I’ve created the “Throwback Blog Series” to unearth these ideas and stories. Hope you enjoy the journey back through time over the coming month. 


November 23, 2009

Not In Need, But Wanting Me


I have never been much of a worship songwriter. Though I do believe that all the songs I write are worship—as I engage the world and express my thoughts on the life I have been gifted. However, from time to time, I will write a song that gets a bit more “explicit.” 😉 I don’t think they would the warning label on the whole CD, but maybe a footnote next to the song title.

One Sunday my pastor preached on the story of the good King who forgave his servant a great debt. The servant then went and required a fellow poor serf to pay a small, inconsequential sum, and when no payment was available, the first servant ordered that the other be thrown in jail. But then, the good King heard of this and was saddened by the unforgiveness of the servant he had forgiven so much.

The story was not new and I had thought about forgiveness, but never attempted to write about it. Yet, I found myself draw to the piano, minor keys and the words of the great St. Augustine—who speaks of the characteristics of God in a magnificent way in “Confessions.”

So I began a song called “Not in Need, But Wanting,” which I feel is still very much a work in progress (but I find myself saying that about all my songs). When I played for a close, dear friend of mine, she said it sounded personal in a way she had not felt in other songs of mine. Perhaps it will conjure something personal in you as well.

The time has come to pay the toll

The bells are ringing for me

You are just, you are righteous and oh so holy

So I hang my head and I wait for the weight of the chains

But all that touches me is grace

I have nothing that you need

But you give to me freely

You have never lost a thing

But you seek after me

I leave your throne onto the street

Instantly forgetting

A friend in need asks of me forgiveness for a simple thing

But self-righteous greed wells up in me – claiming justice

But this you see and you reprove me – So I’ll be free.

I have nothing that you need

But you give to me freely

Gathering all to your heard

But you are never in need