As adults, it’s so easy to forget what it’s like to have the childlike faith that God calls us to in Matthew 18:3.
As bills pile up, responsibilities increase and our gray hairs exponentially multiply from the worries of this world, it can often slip our minds that the God of the universe has those hairs numbered and cares about ALL of our little needs.
In a culture whose favorite new tagline is “Adulting is hard,” we seem to have begrudgingly embraced the woes of this burdensome journey that is life after 10 years old (at least that’s when it got hard for me)—and thus, having the faith of a child seems, well…childish.
But sometimes God likes to show up and remind us that those little tykes MIGHT just be onto something…
In a viral Facebook post, Sara Moore Gruver shares a life lesson she learned from her son Josh this week after a doorstep encounter with God. It gently reminded this mother’s old soul once again “what it means to have the faith of a child”:
“So I have $20 to my name right now. Bills are paid and food is bought, but there just wasn’t much leftover this week. That’s okay. Then on the way home from grocery shopping today, my kids begged for ice cream. Begged. Cried real tears. All the drama. I said no. I’m short on money and I might need that $20 before payday. We have plenty of good food at home; we don’t need to stop at the ice cream store. I heard little sighs from the back seat, and then, ‘God, we’d really love some ice cream. Is there any way you can give mommy some money so we can get some ice cream tonight? We know you can. Thank you.’
Oh good grief. ‘Guys,’ I said, ‘God isn’t going to drop money on our door step so you two can get ice cream. He’s BUSY right now with natural disasters.’
‘Nope,’ Josh said. ‘God said you’ll have plenty of money for ice cream and to give some to the natural disaster people.’
‘Josh…it doesn’t work that way,’ I started, and then gave up. And then we got home.
And on my doorstep was the mail.
In the mail was an envelope.
In the envelope was a check for $123. From an overpayment on a student loan I paid off…in 2007.
The kids were not surprised. God was not surprised. They got ice cream. The Red Cross got a donation.
And Mom remembered, yet again, what it means to have the faith of a child.”