Does God care?

Dear God,

If you watch in church on Sunday, I’ll show you my new shoes.

Mickey D

The above quotation is from a delightful little book called Children’s Letters to God.  They’re alleged to be genuine, though I can’t vouch for that.

Written by real children or not, I find some of them incredibly touching and thought-provoking. The above is one of them.

I love the fact that this little boy had utter confidence that God would want to see his new shoes.  I love that, unlike so many of our conversations with God, he’s not asking for anything, just sharing something he enjoys.  I love that Mickey knows God is interested in everything about his life.

But how sad that Mickey thinks God is at a distance, confined to church on Sundays.  I don’t know whether this was a spontaneous letter, written out of the overflow of Mickey’s heart, or an exercise set by his teacher for which he had to think something up, but I do know that Mickey thought, with at least part of his brain, that God wasn’t right there with him in that moment.

I don’t want to get too caught up by psychoanalysing Mickey’s relationship with God.  It’s a brief moment in time, and might be indicative of nothing at all, but I keep it in a notebook by my bed and look at it often in my quiet times. 

I use it to remind me that God does care about things as trivial as my new shoes, because he cares about me and the things that matter to me.

And I use it to remind me that I don’t have to wait till I’m in some special place at a set time before I can talk to God.  He’s with me every moment, just longing for me to mentally look up and say ‘Hey God, look at my new shoes.’

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