“For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened. Or what man is there among you who, when his son asks for a loaf, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, he will not give him a snake, will he? If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!”
Why is this so hard to believe? I’ve been thinking about this text since Pastor Stu talked about this in his sermon recently. The more I think, the more apparent my doubt is. I’m ashamed to admit how small my view of God is.
Here’s my deal: I really really want a fish. Like, really. Want. A. Fish. I *know* in my mind that God will not give me a snake, but it’s harder to believe with my heart. I kind of worry that He’ll give me something like a rice cake and explain to me that it’s healthier than fish. Or he’ll give me a tiny fish, or a variety of fish that I don’t really like. I feel like the fish was supposed to be my dinner, but it’s bedtime and I still haven’t eaten. (And I’m starved!)
My heart longs to believe that final phrase: “…how much more will your Father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!” But my heart gets interrupted by my stomach growling and an intense fish craving.
Posted in Deep Thoughts, God
