Friendship
If You’re Needy And You Know It, Clap Your Hands
The neediness of motherhood pulled a new prayer out of me, “Help! I’m drowning!”

Perhaps it’s just the mini-van-driving and wheels-of-the-bus-singing stage of life I’m in, but when I read the opening words of Psalm 86 – “Hear me, LORD, and answer me, for I am poor and needy” – the first thing that came to my mind was this:
If you’re needy and you know it, clap your hands.
Friends, I clapped. I have been reading through Caryn Rivedeneira’s lovely little book for weary moms, Known and Loved: 52 Devotionals from the Psalms, and I settled into the pages one morning and thought about this neediness that I feel almost constantly as a mom.
And I’m wondering, maybe one of the hidden blessings of motherhood is becoming aware of this neediness, and learning how to ask for help.
We come into this world utterly dependent on others. Babies rely on their parents for everything. Childhood is the long process of slowly learning independence; beginning with the toddler’s first insistence, “Me do it!”
Later, they learn to dress themselves, feed themselves, wipe their own butts (oh thank you, God!), read to themselves, bathe themselves … and later yet, transport themselves, organize themselves, and to decide for themselves. Our goal as parents is to transition them from dependence to healthy independence. This is maturity.
But maybe there is a second “turning” which marks a new phase of maturity: the transition from independence to learning healthy interdependence.
Motherhood, more than anything else, has taught me that. Before I had kids, I felt competent at what I did. I didn’t know everything, but I knew enough to do my job. I had particular skills suited to my particular vocation, and it felt good to be a person skilled enough and independent enough to be the one offering help where help was needed.
But then came a bundle of crying baby; and I couldn’t get her to sleep or to stop crying. I couldn’t make enough milk to feed her, and didn’t even know enough to discern that was the problem. Taking care of her was my full-time job, and it was a job I felt utterly incompetent to do. I had gone from feeling useful to feeling completely useless, and through sobs confessed to my husband one night, “All I’m supposed to do is the very basics: feed her and get her to sleep … and I can’t even do that!”
It was there, in my sobbing heap of uselessness, that I got a fresh glimpse of God’s grace; His tender love for me even when I had nothing to offer. The neediness of motherhood pulled a new prayer out of me, “Help! I’m drowning!” I learned the old hymn’s words afresh, “Nothing in my hands I bring, simply to thy cross I cling.”
I was needy, and I knew it.
God brought me comfort in the way that 2 Corinthians 1 promised He would: directly with His presence, and indirectly with His love and comfort expressed through others. Having kids taught me that grace didn’t just mean being someone able to offer help, it meant being someone able to ask for, and receive help.
Yes, please hold my baby?
Yes, please would you bring us a meal?
Yes, would you substitute this class for me?
Yes, I’d love it if you could watch them for an hour so I can take a shower.
From dependence to independence. From independence to interdependence. This is maturity.
Yesterday I took my overtired, hangry kids to the grocery store, since we had an Old Mother Hubbard situation in our kitchen. It was a disaster. In the hour it took to locate the contents of a skeleton grocery list, my middle kid needed to use the potty twice and the youngest had a Vesuvian diaper explosion. I wrangled my kids through the store and arrived rather breathlessly at the check-out counter. I paid for our goods and, in the customary way of store clerks, our checker asked politely, “And would you like any help out today?”
I didn’t even hesitate. “Yes, I would. Please. Thank you. Yes, I would.”
All together now: If you’re needy and you know it, clap your hands.
(Clap, Clap)
[Editor’s Note: This post first appeared here on Bronwyn’s blog.]
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