Chris' prayer: Jill Phillips' "I Am"

When I was younger, my dad said to me and my sisters, "You are all closer to your mother than you are to me," and, if I'm being honest, it is probably true. While I was growing up, Dad was the bread winner. While he didn't work a ton of hours, the hours he did work were strange enough that he was in bed early, and out the door before we'd even dreamed of awaking. My mother, meanwhile, reared me and my sisters. She poured the milk in our cereal, packed our lunches, picked us up from school, and cooked dinner. These two different roles that my parents played pretty much assured that we would be closer to her than we were to him. The price of putting food on the table for his family, I suppose.

I'm not sure I have ever pictured God as a mother, but that is precisely the image this song is evoking in me, not only because of the line directly comparing God to a mother, but because the whole song feels like a lullaby, sung by a mother to her child. The softness of the lyrics, and the softness of Phillips' voice, along with the pace of the song remind me so much of my mother's demeanor: constant, near, peaceful, wise.


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