A sleepy giddy grin crossed his
lips as he thought about prayer.
He wondered how it worked. How
could God hear him…and someone else a mega-jillion miles away on the other side
of the world—all at the same time?
Maybe it’s like a cell phone.
Prayer is calling God’s cell phone number.
No, that wouldn’t work…‘cuz what if
a bunch of folks called at the same time? God doesn’t have busy signals or
answering machines.
The Sunday School teacher had said,
God is everywhere.
Maybe…God’s like air. Air is all
over the place—God is all over the place. You can’t see air—you can’t see God.
Yeah, that’s it...God's like air.
And somebody…maybe the preacher, or
mom or dad or maybe even sister acting like a teacher, one of them said, God
will live inside a person, if He’s invited.
Well, that’s like air, too, because
air goes inside a person when they take a breath.
He took a deep breath and
smiled.
Yep. God is all over the place like
air. That’s why He can hear everybody when they pray.
Air is good…it makes sailboats go.
But, what about underwater, where
there’s no air?
Maybe that’s why God made it so
people can’t talk underwater.
He giggled and then his stomach growled at
the smell of pancakes.
Maybe prayers are like smells…
Does God smell prayers? He wrinkled his nose.
I don’t know how He does it—just glad
He does.
He hopped out of bed and followed his nose down the steps...
As he passed through the foyer he glanced
toward the picture of Jesus and whispered, “Thanks.”
And deep inside his heart he knew,
beyond the shadow of a doubt—God heard him.
(pg 147-148 The Voice)
"Truly, I say to you, whoever does
not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.”
(Luke 18:17 ESV)
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