Thursday, January 14, 2016
Is God Like a Bad Date? by David Kitz
Like many Christians I began the year with a personal commitment to renew my prayer life. Now a few weeks into the year I can say there has been progress—no radical breakthroughs, but progress. Nevertheless, when it comes to prayer, I have this problem with timing. I'm not talking about my timing. I'm talking about God's timing.
Landestreu Church, SK, Photo by Donald Adam
I have a confession to make and here it is: I don't understand God.
Maybe a better way of putting this is to say that I have a limited understanding of God. Yes, I have studied a lot about God, and I have written a lot about Him, but my understanding is small—miniscule beside an all-knowing God of infinite wisdom.
When I pray, I want prompt answers. I run my life by a clock and a schedule, but God seems quite unimpressed by my propensity for planning. He's been known to show up when I least expect Him. Furthermore, when I desperately want Him to put in an appearance, He usually keeps me waiting.
He's like a bad date. Speaking of a date, dear God, is that answer I want coming tomorrow, next week or next year?
I'm in good company. King David seemed to have the same problem with God. Hear his plea, "But I pray to you, LORD, in the time of your favor; in your great love, O God, answer me with your sure salvation."
There's one thing I know. Amazing things happen in the time of God's favor. So like David, I'll call out to Him. I'll wait for Him. He is well worth waiting for, because when the LORD shows up everything changes. I change; the world changes.
Response: LORD God, favor me. Show up in your perfect timing. I need you now. I need you always. You know best. Answer me with your sure salvation. Amen.
Your Turn: Do you sometimes get impatient with God?
David Kitz is an award-winning author and a Bible dramatist. You can learn more about how he combines writing, drama and faith at http://www.davidkitz.ca/
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